Time Misplaced Is Always Well Misspent
I woke up in the late afternoon;
still exhausted from binging on junk food,
drank four quarts of cough syrup too;
Wasn't too sure what to do
when I awoke next to you...
...Sorry I drank all of your cough syrup
when I ran out of my own;
and for later,
throwing up 'cool ranch' Doritos
all over your new dress
before ripping a sizable gash
In your super sleek kick pleat,
when you said: "Ew, gross;
Get the hell away from me!"
- But you kinda asked for it to play out this way:
By never telling me I had to stop
before I could get the chance to blackout
from an extreme case of toxic shock...
...I have always known you were trying to kill me...
Copyright © Dialectic Crisis | Year Posted 2016
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