Lazarus II – Smell of The Grave

I have a new life
After death.
Last month
Alex was sweet___
She lied
About my odor___
Not only
I do smell old
I smell of Lazarus.
Risen
From the grave__
I need a new smell
Aan old bottle of perfume For Lazurus II
A new smell.
Even Alex knows the truth.

This entry was written by Peter, posted on July 5, 2024 at 8:42 pm, filed under Poetry and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Post a comment or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

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