Dark

I’ve a very dark sense of humor,
sarcasm lining my tongue,
bordering desolate realism 
with every word I mutter. 

Most don’t crack a smile,
they don’t know what to do. 
I don’t know what to do,
either. 

I suppose 
that’s why 
alcohol
was created. 

BIATA

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