My Best Warm and Fuzzy Poem Yet

that time of year

when lips get chapped

I stretch them taunt

so the skin rips apart

finally giving way

to flaps

that can be painfully torn away


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  1. poeticgrin Avatar

    Warm, fuzzy, painful.

    Interesting cocktail.

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