Pulmonary Devastation

Weird Poetry

You devastated my lungs

With bludgeoned lines

Across my papery windpipes,

And a quill so searing

That it etched misery into my bronchi.

After your rage was complete,

I burned and spluttered

For the rest of the day

… or ever.

~~~

❤👽

~~~

*** I was basically done with breathing anyway. ***

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