Poem 656








No double meaning
for you
to be found in here.
Because
I generally say
exactly whatsoever
in the fuck
I really mean.

Oh, you don’t like it?
Well, boohoo..
or, rather, shrugs!
Whatever..
Teehee, welp!

No implication,
for The All of it
is plain and simple.
Written on the wall
of love immortalized.
Carved on The Tree.

You think
I’m worried?
Look again..
at you this time,
not me.

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