Corona

Coaster sticky,
Crested foam of shitty beer.
The loam
viscous
Like the salty crust
when you were near.

Beautiful,
the lies you told me.
Pageantry,
the story you wove me.

The brush of lips
linger
from the last breath
of words
that broke me.

 

Thank you for reading,
~ Victoria Elizabeth

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