May 2020
I would rather die
Alone.
Cold.
Penniless.
Hungry.
Broken bones.
In a gutter
On a rainy day...
Rodents nibbling on my
Shoeless feet.
.
Than to ever be married again...
Alone.
Cold.
Penniless.
Hungry.
Broken bones.
In a gutter
On a rainy day...
Rodents nibbling on my
Shoeless feet.
.
Than to ever be married again...
