To the honeymooners
V and J pull it off
To see
Between skulls either Greek
Swiss or
Irish does fill
The eyes
Some petals he spread
On proposal
Dry on marble
And inside a bag
Their love’s undoubtable
Mine's a piss stain
Chipped glass outdated
Newspapers
A punctured tire
Will this bruised brain
Still stutter
On careful conversation
In Quarters?
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