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Naked Poets Society

Writing these words
with a glass half empty of serotonin
is the most naked I’ll ever feel.

undressing these words and
warped limericks onto the floor,
hoping: perhaps even lusting,
to be fucked for the divulgence of my tongue.

And when the night ends,
and you’ve feasted on my self-piteous soliloquys,
I’ll pour myself another glass of melancholy,

and wait for tomorrow’s confession.

◄ Salt

Cracked Pot Schemes ►

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Ferris Ty Taylor

Sat 28th Aug 2021 04:53

RE: Narcissism

This reminds me of one I wrote at uni. Love it when a poet reminds me of me.

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