Apr 2012
You lost my
mind while it
lay in a pocket of
spring
sprung up like it's
rancid, quick thinking
held on to
a half frozen pinkie,
three-fourths of a
day
mind while it
lay in a pocket of
spring
sprung up like it's
rancid, quick thinking
held on to
a half frozen pinkie,
three-fourths of a
day
