Mar 2013
You sit across from me and
spit up garbled words like an infant,
you and your gassy smiles.
So I sit here, up late again,
and regurgitate them all on paper,
to get them out of my system.
spit up garbled words like an infant,
you and your gassy smiles.
So I sit here, up late again,
and regurgitate them all on paper,
to get them out of my system.
