Do not use thy excessive force
for the force wilt not endorse
a yoda stick held upright
which does not make one feel, at all, tight
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
he was a wreckage in his own sea of liquor
we sailed away, both, from the same shore
the other went for his lure
i, I went for the cure,
assembled, gathered the fragments in the empty bottle
perpetually sealing the slur of words that one can never untell
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC