Weird Poetry

Ever eat pistachio gelato

Then feel like dying after?

It wasn’t the ice cream itself that made me think that way though;

It’s more like its sweetness

Framed itself in the deepest contrast

Against the thoughts that were already hanging themselves

From the eaves of my aching head

From the very moment I woke up.

I just didn’t realize they were there

Until I tasted that happy treat.




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