Wastrel

By cadymae

I still taste the dregs of your innocence at the edge of my lips

You, who couldn't wait to outgrow it
met me, who never had it

I sipped til you were empty
then filled you with me

You perch at the bus stop now
making old men wince

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Copyright 2015 cadymae
Published on Wednesday, April 8, 2015.     Filed under: "Poetry"

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  • carlosjackal On Wednesday, January 25, 2017, carlosjackal (2788)By person wrote:

    Witty, biting and loaded with intelligence. A sharp pen, you wield.

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