Aleah Sato

What This Poem Will Do

You can make an ending with it.
It is sharp.
It is starved.
It is a performer.
It will let you take your mind
off of this.
It will release your chains
temporarily.

You can make a clean break with it.
It is the pinched nerve
of your damnation.
It is raw.
It will make you sick
and play some Johnny Cash
the morning after.
It is the morning after.

It’s not a one night stand
but the one night stand you missed
and regret missing.

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