magic

I woke up this morning
wanting nothing more
than to taste
freshly brewed anxiety
on my battered lips
and lo and behold
just like that
there it was!
Fucking magic.

Published by madmagpie

bipolar, clown, poet, wordbutcher, doom, gloom, love, espresso, paradise, lost, beyond

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