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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Poem 17/30 Inga

INGA

She wears a boa constrictor around her skinny neck, walks the old 14th Street, placidyls whores purple wigs pimps in platforms, Methadone Program six days a week, all her junkie friends are her “big brothers” forgot her son’s graduation shrink says she’s bipolar I think she’s just a bitch fights for her klonopin script lost parental rights gained them back didn’t want them I think she’s just a bitch her daughter dances at 20/20 sits on her brother’s lap at home she overslept missed high school nobody made her go She slit her wrists to teach the kids a lesson, I think she’s just a bitch

© puma perl, 4/17/11

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