I know you are inside me


I dread you the most

You fluid red ghost

Every month I greet you with camouflaged grief

At times you are long sometimes too brief

Every month I try

Though I often feel dry

You make me smell of deceased passion

Your deeper intent I yet cannot ration…

Tell me your secret and I will confide

I know I can feel you throbbing inside

By The Closet Poet

Inspired by NaPoWriMo’s Prompt for Day 17 – Greeting!


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