Unnamed verse #2

Sometimes
sometimes
I just wish
that my tears will grow
boots on them
and kick you in the a**
or somewhere else

Or
converge together
in a pool
down the floor
And travel the distance
between us

In the streets

Disguised as dirty puddle-water

It’ll crawl and sneak at your house

Up the wooden posts
of your creaky bed
And go,
seep into your pores,
or nasal passages
to literally,
drown you in my tears.

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