She imagines me dead
and I am disappeared.
And then for decomposition .
So I reappear
in a dumpster
not far from my home
rotting with banana peels
and expired yogurt.
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2 comments:
ohhh you smoothie, you! sorry ... couldn't resist ... this is wonderful .. actually the title alone made me cry ... really ...
I didn't get the smoothie reference at first... ;)
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