Non-Erotic Poetrysubway girlthe walk that burns
stinging scorpion tears
like a flashback
and the backlash
oh, cruel past!
you're like a lover to me,
punishing master of the
sick one, dredging up
days when passion reigned
long gone
today as the polar blast
smacked me in the face
your voice smacked me too
but in the heart
oh, dismal future!
how i wish it could restart
all those crazy teenage feelings
that we shared.
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