I don't know where my mind went. At the bus stop at 5am picking up trash and looking at envelopes.
I step on the cracked pavement. Daddy is late today so the flies **** on the pickle.
These words mean absolutely nothing. If only I had a spatula.
Freezing now with an imminent snow storm. One day I'll get what i deserve.
One day I'll look at a dead crow sqaushed in a truck wheel.
one day you'll tell me to sleep so I don't hurt anymore.
I'm the bad guy biting my tongue.
I roll over and pray for dawn,
I sit up in the gray moon
telling her all my secrets because I no longer care if I can
never forget