hey,
strange fruit,
you blew it.
you bruised it.
you refused it.
you
blackandblued
it.
spewed
God's gift
grace trace
those
pearly gates
all over
the
fucking
place.
what a waste
you were
sour grapes
spoiled faith
erased name
go away
pack your shit
and pretend
it never
existed.
embrace addictive
liquids
and
pills
& pack your
gills
with metallic
quills.
write yourself
off
ink
your life
in lies
lie next to
him
and cry
contemplate
exits
over breakfast
eggs
and spill salt
over your
toast
you never deserved
ripe fruit
anyway,
did you?
