Pink Taco

Fun is for others who mourn not

about how death

can hit you

knock you out

leave you breathless

staring at tombstones

and then come crawling to you

to hold on to life so tight

you squeeze it too hard

lose your self-control

refuse to hang out with the girls last night

listen to their stories

while I cried over wine

bailey’s

Can’t really answer a why question

without a poem.

Now hockey mom

drive to st-laurent to drop off my

17 yr old son at Pink Taco

and watch how life

becomes a tv show

you hated watching.

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