STREAM-OF-TEARFULNESS

Not a moment in the day goes by

Where I wouldn’t cry

The Weeper keeps

My sheets

Moist

*

Morning arises crisp and dry

Its soft soothing breeze blows on my eye

But one memory

Lids teary

Makes

**

Cafes, toilets, parks in sight

Slobbery trail marks day and night

This snotty feast

Never ceased

Tissues?

***

Weep and wipe, shed some more

The dullest ache, brain is sore

My swollen slits

Weeper sits

Persistent

****

Oh Weeper

Dear

Let’s on one

Be clear

You don’t

Help shit

Now let me

Sleep.

 

 

 

 

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