Where Does It Hurt? Poem by Dean Meredith

Where Does It Hurt?



Her neon press
And my calculated consumption
She made off with something
No matter
It will show itself
In the wanting
Horror shows and such
She made off with my best bits
They went willingly let it be said
Horny in the mornings
It's a condition
Nurse!

Sunday, July 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lost love
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