nearly a love song

nearly a love song
 
i woke
to “Born Slippy”
thumping up
from downstairs,
cheap Gite
in St. Malo,
couldn’t think
where she was
tossed blankets lay around
then the sound
of bacon frying,
 
love
is a pile of shit
but
i’ll stay with someone forever
who makes me bacon butties
the morning after.
 
 
 
 
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