a sick poem

by Joseph D. Reich


i want to go back to
every girlfriend i ever
had and spoon and lie
naked by their side in
an anonymous motel room
by some nondescript tide
i want to find out which girl
friends because of our break
up actually committed suicide
and lie naked by their committed
suicide bodies and feel their flesh
inside and outside me one more
time with just the sound of the
pitter patter of the rain hearing
every single pitter patter of rain
outside that anonymous motel
door by some nondescript tide

the silhouette through the bamboo blind
of the poppy plant i carry around with me
wherever i go taking in the rain outside.

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