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Traveller's detached
friendliness, empty words
of mercy.

Bed sheets covering
the dirty mattress that lies
beneath: Years
of cum stains, blood
loss, soaked through tears,
home to bugs
and bad memories.
What can you tell me that's
never been heard.
Tomorrow
you'll pack those sheets and fly
away to cover some other
sucker with false clean hope.

Posted Wednesday, 28 October 2009 at 02:23