Jul 2013
Mother I swear
I'll plant seeds in the garden,
forgotten.
I've got a home in east Ohio
and a palm full of bees,
like thunder.
Drawers full of whiskey,
mother I'm trying.
Static voices set the sky to shambles.
I'll plant seeds in the garden,
forgotten.
I've got a home in east Ohio
and a palm full of bees,
like thunder.
Drawers full of whiskey,
mother I'm trying.
Static voices set the sky to shambles.
