Dec 2011
Life was playing swiftly
like a car wreck.
And people
were muttering softly
about all those hot,
sweaty,
smelly,
*****, summer nights
drowning in beer and
unruly speak.
like a car wreck.
And people
were muttering softly
about all those hot,
sweaty,
smelly,
*****, summer nights
drowning in beer and
unruly speak.
