I went through a length where I did not write,
I feel like how some poets feel, when they really feel they don't belong anwyhere
Charles Bukowski would say, "like your jacket, have a cigar"
and dylan would earnestly, yet directly ask "how does it feel"
and I'd probaby land on top of keroacs dusty hotel room, listening to bluetooth jazz
reciting allen ginsburg at the northwest point. yeah.
lay a ray,
lay a ray,
lay a ray
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
I went through a length where I did not write,
I feel like how some poets feel, when they really feel they don't belong anwyhere
Charles Bukowski would say, "like your jacket, have a cigar"
and dylan would earnestly, yet directly ask "how does it feel"
and I'd probaby land on top of keroacs dusty hotel room, listening to bluetooth jazz
reciting allen ginsburg at the northwest point. yeah.
lay a ray,
lay a ray,
lay a ray
