a black board, a suitcase; a curtain for your liver.

2008 September 21
by metabradley

we all went for sundaes
and milkshakes.
some of us thought
we would die drunk,
some thought
we would never
die at all.

after words
is only ever
just
that.
this is all I have ever known.

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