and here's MY shitty poetry
Scars
a wicked scar, looking like
ripped jagged death
crossed her lower spine
brown mottled and deadly
left over pain
"Hollywood's a tuff town, and everyone needs a pimp,
my husband left me because I wouldn't party, I hope he doesn't find out and
come back."
"I left my three kids at my mother-in-laws, because well . . .
look at me, I couldn't trust my mom."
"You'll go to hell for fucking on your period, so I don't guess I'll be
lonely, but then again you'll go to hell for almost everything."
I took a dishcloth, dipped it in cold water,
put just a dab of dish soap on it,
got on knees
then gently
delicately worked the red spot of my carpet
carefully turning red stain to white foam,
then to just plain old wet, then to nothing
there's nothing left now
I just walked over and looked
like it never happened
but somehow
I don't think it's over
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