the sun loves to explode
every day he wants
to supernova
and it is cosmic courtesy
that keeps us unscorched
because he likes us
but how long can we ask him
to stifle this yawn?
I hope when the sun explodes
I am fucking
someone very special
I hope I am writing crass poems
that no one wants to read
I hope that when I meet your mother
I have two black eyes
from fighting
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sword of omens?
kind of dungeons and dragons-y.
but that is one self proclaimed poet's opinion.
and she's a dick.
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