Planted Evidence On Butter Butterfly Knife

today my sink magically overflowed 
bring the chocking aroma's 
of vomiting smells
how putrid is my life 
how sewage is my 
why 
and how did it come by 
that a butterfly leaped out 
and rubbed itself in my 
dirty pipes 
not once, not twice 
but three times 
in three different 
messed up invites 
   3/21/2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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