Fresh Write Club Collaborative Effort
C. E. Wernlund, Joshua Booth, and Brenna Leath
The look on that body’s leathered face
The cold of your ivory case
Is refreshing, like the other side of the pillow
Why did you listen?
It’s like I never woke the green-eyed monster.
The foul smell under the rotting pizza
The only rumination we can’t escape from
That traps us in the end.
Spontaneous gaseous figurative explosions
What happens in the den of speckled stars
The life of a man;
Throw it into the fire
And let its ash turn to fodder.
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