#31- Curious First Date.A Poem by PaperStrange match.
Ghosts, today, Miss.
Creeping up From somewhere strange. Some shapeless hell. Illness of some Unknown severity. Hint of a fever. Warmth, unwanted. Alone and isolated. Memories, replayed. Nothing better to do. But some as intrusive As the heat. R and I talking About our various Inequities. Rock bottom, For both. Recalling hospital visits. And the place We both went. On separate occasions. Doesn't sound so bad To go back now. "How about I meet you there?" She says. A curious first date. I laugh, Thinking about How fucked up We both are.
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