7

7

A Poem by CharlyeMonroe
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Number 7 from The Knockouts

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I’m almost certain I died last night and went to Hell
I woke up on a train to Coney Island after having my dick down the throat of a girl I just met to no comeuppance
I couldn't get over so she squeezed me soft
Honestly killing me
I can't get out
Feet moving in circles
Rollercoaster
And winding up back where I started
Saddle sores and all
Heat in my grip
Spin off the cycle push to start
With gnashing teeth and blood on my skin

© 2013 CharlyeMonroe


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Added on January 14, 2013
Last Updated on January 14, 2013
Tags: The Knockouts, Poetry, Love, Beat, Travel, Distance, Regret, Sorrow, Political, Biographical, Meta, Stream, Conscious, Free, Verse

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CharlyeMonroe
CharlyeMonroe

San Francisco, CA



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Writer/Artist/M**********r I'm from America, all of it. Monotheist, believer in the one true G-D Every poem is a love poem. more..

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