Tuesday is the toughest day for me
For by Tuesday
I am weary of the bad poetry I forced wrote on Monday
And this magnesium citrate
kind of churning deep down
tells me, purge it do anything but do not post it
Tuesday is a good day to take
a long journey
to carry the contents far into the forest to dump the
rhymes beside some 4 way
Intersection, for all to smell,
where the vultures can have their fill
But I never will
It's far an easier task to simply deposit them along the wall of a long dead poets
place.
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