Elijah Sneeze
by grimbeau
Please speak ill of me
When I am gone
We can agree on
that at least…
same sarcastic shite
rings in my mind’s crusty ear
at times like this when
flounders mock a flatfish…
imaginary arguments
ring true like now
I blow my mind’s nose
Sempiternally…
Why the ellipses…?
Wring out the paper mawkish
Tears of afternoon
Make the best of shit
Grimbeau 