I got a hole in my head.
In fact, I've got seven!
My heart's got holes
I can't count, but it's
spreading only one
of those holes I think
goes to heaven. The
rest pump ichor and
gore that I leaven with
oxygen! Plus whatever
I eat! Stomach and lungs
make the soup complete
with all essential vitamins
and minerals you could
need,
so dig in
you little cutup.
I've been dying to bleed.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Wednesday, February 15, 2023
system check
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