Poem about limerance

Limerance

Stuck rot 

Smelly old memory 

Worn on dusty robes 

Dragged around 

Like humiliation hope 

Hang your hat 

On revolting certainty 

Dream on the edge 

Of Nightmares 

Wait for that tomorrow to arrive 

And yes, it's coming.


-slm sept 6, 2026

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