ChemoA Poem by terry smithThis
blood soaked phallic symbol dangling between my legs is about as useless as a statue of St. Gianna Beretta Molla on the corner of 7th ave and anywhere if a bird took a dump the subsequent vibrations would certainly cause a junkie earthquake moments later it is all like some top 40's song on the radio from a different era © 2020 terry smith |
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1 Review Added on September 23, 2020 Last Updated on September 23, 2020 Authorterry smithAboutBooks by Terry Smith Bathroom Graffiti Angel Vomit Sid & Mary (Opal ) a journey into the wasteland available on Amazon Happily Married more..Writing
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