Contributor: John R. Parmensonne



Don't take it personally
we say

but we never take our own advice
never stop to think before we yell
before we beg for vengeance
try to find
ways to obliterate the inconvenient
leave scorched earth
where once
someone tried to help us
tried to do nice
and tripped
or fell
back into human ways
maybe snapped
under the strain
of too many red-faced anuses
clouding up the day
with self-important rage
while the leaves blow on
and autumn comes
and nothing but the scars
remains.


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I live in a basement of my own regrets.