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letra de stan, my friend - ishroyale

hammock hangs from washed out logs, weighed down by a puddle with tiny frogs. the bottom broke, the dog barked and chomped, the veins of my wrist, i loose the grip of my palm, dropped my glass, bent to pick the pieces from the grass

light squeezes through the blinds, laying under laundry i’ll leave behind, should replace this bandage maybe go outside, grieve properly. can’t bring myself to cry, despite the tear-stained pillow and puff-red eyes, ignore the weeping willow and last goodbyes roll up my sleeves indifferently

stan, my friend, the electric queen, i saw you in a magazine, wearing swim trunks on a sun-drenched beach, i don’t recall your hair so bleached. the great divorce is not of body and soul, but my from my source, poppy and coals, perhaps i’m not inclined, to poetry, i hope i’m designed to live quietly, with you and the cicadas and our privacy, accidentally eating poison ivy, everyday that though fades, but still, something remains

so stan, my friend, you hectic queen, when was that halloween? plastered, bloodied, hunched on the concrete, stench of p-ss and gasoline. who would’ve guessed that would be the last time, we’d ever see eugene?

- ishroyale

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