The Lowly Sighs of ExasparationA Poem by mathiasthomThe door is open, unlocked freshly scrubbed and sober subtle hints of amber and lavender Maybe you warrant this and maybe you do not what exactly is my higher purpose? besides wallowing away on this cot And you can go rot if this is another ploy 'you're my boy' high time to be annoyed Supposed to be budding partners through thick and thin to the highest of highs to the lowly sighs of exasperation S**t stains on the bed sheets stains on the couch the explosion in the bathroom can't take much more Waited far too long to watch it all go wrong still putting forth my best effort no call to throw down and cowardly desert mathiasthom written 7/11/18
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