Lesbian
I narrate the details of the assets that you attain
battered with bruises they won't be found again
crouching for cover standing inferior to you
you destitute in riches which is dearer to you
to now indiscreetly impersonate the obscene
black tar is repeated after you got clean
and you refuse to choose the hero, only the heroin.
poem by Daniel McCann
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