"Blood orange drips down
your throat until you gag
in these dream scenes that turn you
into another unworthy nightmare
body culminating in nothing
but scissors and long hair
and extreme power outage."
from my poem "Flowers are Worth More than Females", which appears in WINEDRUNK SIDEWALK: SHIPWRECKED IN TRUMPLAND today
HERE - http://winedrunksidewalk.blogspot.com/2018/03/day-four-hundred-and-fifteen.html
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