alfie lee writing



I used to worry
about my looks now
i worry about
my health.

I want a room
full of trophies
and trinkets that
will outlaw my

achievements. I
walk among ghosts
who taunt me
mercilessly in

my mind reciting
what i have
not to do over.
And when chance

begs i will
take her out
to deep water
and drown her.


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