The Devil's W***e

The Devil's W***e

A Poem by Bruce
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Repugnant
That vile smell
permeates throughout
stale sweat and blood
co mingle with sex
and rye whiskey.
salivate at the sound
like Pavlov's dog
It's winter again
I can hear you come in
you tiptoe no longer.

© 2012 Bruce


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Added on November 17, 2012
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Bruce
Bruce

Chicago, IL



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