1 Poem – Devlin De La Chapa

Posted: April 15, 2020 in Fiction, Musing, Poetry, Stuff, Uncategorized, Update
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a man and his pizza

 

you visit again

6 feet apart

from my balcony

to yours

bitching again

about the pandemic

about how you need

genuine and emotional

physical contact,

bars

to pick up women in,

friends

to take road trips

and head trips with,

places

to lounge, drink coffee

and plug`in to

and how

you`re liable

to cut off your own arm

just to hear

yourself scream;

your cell pings

dominos pizza is sitting

outside your door

you light up

with giddiness

‘cause even you realized

that things

weren’t really that bad

so long as

no one fucks

with pizza

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