Title: Your Cover Stinks
Author: Heather P.

The cover of this book stinks,
like rotten meat;
Or like that sickly person,
who always comes around.

When you appear the cover of this biography stings,
and my eyes burn,
my lips singe.

I close it and place it back on the shelf,
Where it will remain.

To stay --- for a hyphenated eternity.

You. . .

Go Away.

You Bother Me.