drink: a poem

Poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute 
I think I'll drink
until I bleed inside 
and then I'll drink
just a little bit more

I'll swallow some mouthwash
and spit out my pride
and then I'll swallow you
to give you a surprise
Photo by Lisa Fotios on Pexels.com

Published by birdiefudge

My name is Birdie, and I eat no for breakfast.

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