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Tags: poetry, poem

I'VE GOT

red wine

nicotine

fresh chocolate chip cookies

the plaid heated blanket that keeps me

cuddled up in the recliner that doubles

as my bed.

I'VE GOT

red wine

daydreams

moving to a different city with a different scene

i wanna meet new friends,

try codeine

find love or find drugs to console me

I'VE GOT

red wine

thin skin

pink like your soft cheeks when they're sunkissed.

haulover beach, you were naked

on a trip,

and you screamed, and you screamed, and i hate it.

I'VE GOT

red wine

ain't shit

except seven little boxes full of bullshit

old love notes kissed with red lips

seven boxes of evidence you didn't mean shit.

I'VE GOT

a lotta bit of lethargy

all my energy drained.

i remember the day where you looked at my eyes

and you said "babe since you met me you don't look the same"

you looked at the bags,

(beat.)

and you said "that was me"

(beat.)

and of course i dismissed it

said babe don't be silly

i envisioned us happy and said that "you make me complete."

I'VE GOT

red wine

white lies.

red wine.

red wine.

GOT.

red wine

no time.

it's time.

lifeline.

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