Acrostic Poetry


I didn’t know how you felt.
Never could read minds.
Cold cocked catastrophe waiting to happen.
Open the door I slammed shut.
Not a feat I welcome,
I didn’t want to slam it,
Didn’t want to close it at all.
Every evil error waiting
Revealed for the world to see … for you to see
A fate I don’t welcome.
Talk tall tales to cover every



I’m trying to heal, stay quarantined
No love leaking, licking wounds
Fuck all, though
Emotions emancipated, erupt
Tie, tangle, tattoo
Engrave this fateful



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