A horror poem, inspired by true events
I am in
the men's bathroom
of the Outback Steakhouseand none
of the door latches
are alignedthe doors
open outwardand I
am bloominglike an onion
I am in
the men's bathroom
of the Outback Steakhouseand none
of the door latches
are alignedthe doors
open outwardand I
am bloominglike an onion