::: Summer Alley :::

Shall I compare thee
to a summer’s day
in the alleyways - of Chicago
All rank, and dank, and stanke’
the garbage, just lies there
Like you
lie
there
before me
and say, that you
love me
that you
are true to me
and there is nothing
you wouldn’t do
for me
but I can see from the flies that buzz about the sh*t from your mouth
that you are trash
and your face will never again grace the mantle piece of my heart
I have put you out

Written by: ~ Melissa Pierce

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