‘happy valentime's day, '
I slurred to my shadow
as we both swigged
our respective bottles.
Love overdosed
in a gutter,
dry-heaving and clenching
her agonized abdomen.
like all fiends
we suffer our
slow motion suicides
and depart,
gracelessly.
Patrick Szwaja
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/valentine-s-day-is-for-cynics/
