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Quadru-ku

By Chloë J.Published 3 years ago 1 min read
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Photo by Matthew Henry on Unsplash

Wine-drunkenness was

mistranslated into the

wrong sort of passion.

//

Fire in your belly,

you kissed me with your fists and

drove me to the earth.

//

Hot breath, wine-soured,

you blew rings of smoky air,

wove me a noose-wraith.

//

My words, water, tried

to soothe and quench, but instead,

wind-borne, fanned the flames.

///

sad poetry

About the Creator

Chloë J.

Probably not as funny as I think I am

Insta @chloe_j_writes

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