8-word poems: THE DOESN'T IT MAKE YOU SICK WHEN YOU FIND OUT TWO PEOPLE YOU WORK(ED) WITH ARE FUCKING? STORY (A Diptych)
His:
Bloated
And still redolent
Of alcohol fumes.
Hers:
Unwilling, yet
Yielding
To his doughy charms.
Bloated
And still redolent
Of alcohol fumes.
Hers:
Unwilling, yet
Yielding
To his doughy charms.
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posted by Steve Caratzas at 2:56 PM
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3 Comments:
There are
so few perqs
of tenure left...
Depends. Is there clear
footage from security cameras?
jealous much?
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