Mar 2013
A ghost ship in reefed water
in sleeping, two otters
where you tell me of your white, russian father
and how you'd rather
sail tattered
on friendly water
in sleeping, two otters
where you tell me of your white, russian father
and how you'd rather
sail tattered
on friendly water
please excuse this, I'm lacking a notebook write now (ba dum tss), and I wanted to get this down somewhere.
You know who you are, too.
You know who you are, too.
