What Sucks About Love
Okay, so I wrote that post last week about Joni Mitchell and not knowing what you've got till it's gone, right? But, here's the thing I just found out: It's even worse to know you've got it, THEN NOT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT, and watch it go. A poem which isn't quite salve for the broken heart, but it's akin to a wetwipe, and that's all I've got right now:
Love, love, love
Sweet moruning dove,
Hearts and rainbows above
Fairies and cupids made who knows what of
You fucking suck
The end.
Love, love, love
Sweet moruning dove,
Hearts and rainbows above
Fairies and cupids made who knows what of
You fucking suck
The end.
posted by Sisters with Letters at
10:55 PM
2 Comments:
your poem started out so nicely. i was completely seduced by its beauty until the last line!
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