Hunger

La Tour Eiffel, Pfft

I lived in Paris for
Four years and never once
Mounted the Eiffel Tower,
just to prove it could be done,
that a life in Paris could be complete
Without it, perhaps more complete
and genuine than had I ascended.
Proven to Paris itself, that
Cunt.
And now I am gone, my smell is gone,
And now Paris is gone, its smell is gone,
And now you can never go back,
And now you can never, ever
ever mount the Eiffel Tower
without me.

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This entry was published on January 28, 2013 at 22:21. It’s filed under Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “La Tour Eiffel, Pfft

  1. Oh yeah!

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