Poem: to eric the twin star

Listening to The Cure

makes me think of you

for some unreasonable reason

I guess I’m still angry with you

still holding on to your

affection and rejection

still waiting like a bride ghost.

Feels like funeral

for your approval

your approval never comes.

Then it cums and confuses me

with empty promises of regret.

You don’t need to trick me to cum

no need for piracy

I’m not a nun

not in this lifetime with you

nothing and never

sounds true.

Miss Havisham understands

and so does Medea Medusa.

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