And these long pauses when no one
asked but then did I I think maybe from
time to time but no not enough you
see I wanted it all yesterday and
never learned to let my liquor drip

not that I wanted to learn I wanted
to complain I was unfound though
that complaint is unfounded after
decades of this and more of this a

thumbs up or heart renews no lease while
that scab-picking goblin prince longs
to turn away once-adored faces when

and if but of course I would grow new
arms despite these keenly sharpened teeth


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