Nov 2020
He probably deserves
to be accidentally thrown
into a garbage truck
some cold Monday morning,
but I don't think it's his fault.
I love him.
I don't know and probably won't
until we're ash.
❦
to be accidentally thrown
into a garbage truck
some cold Monday morning,
but I don't think it's his fault.
I love him.
I don't know and probably won't
until we're ash.
❦
or soot
(122/Neither/We all live here.)
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