'You and I, We've become Spam.'
by Joshua Manis
'No, more like chewed nails.'
'The 'click' we had
Remember our garden? '
'You mean our dumpster? '
'I mean this lack of intelligence.
You're always staring through the T.V.,
while my pen is leaking ink'
'Black ink, I could never stand the smell.'
'I know, when I'd shower you with poetry.
This isn't poetry, this is goodbye.
Bled from blood red ink, not our
'Did you have to use my heart? '
'A pen just seemed so fake.
Nothing says 'red' like blood and
'I remember our garden.'
'Yeah, I loved that dumpster.'
'Write me one last love letter,
we need a good ending.'
I just did.'