Puke Poetry

Heart like a hand grenade, fully-automatic weapon for a mind.

Friday, May 04, 2007

on fear's similarity to vomiting.

overcome and
vomiting
fear
like the
homemade
moonshine
gut rot
a neighbor
provided.
face stuck
to my pillow
tears and
sweat, mixed
bit by bit.
fear and
vomit
taste
just the same
in the morning.
same
aches and pains
but
one's fleeting
and one stays.

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