Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
there's a marital dispute between squirrels in my chest, stomach and head. she flings lamp and liver while he slings obscenities about her barrenness. by midnight they'll **** then sleep and then I can watch John Oliver. but their problems aren't resolved.
0
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC
Squirrels
there's a marital dispute between squirrels in my chest, stomach and head. she flings lamp and liver while he slings obscenities about her barrenness. by midnight they'll **** then sleep and then I can watch John Oliver. but their problems aren't resolved.
jason-henry
Written by
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem