Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2021
Placing your people and training a stand-in. Not through the door but you've just got your hand in. Changing the rules for your own expansion, and walking around like you live in a mansion. I taste the stress of the rest of these people. I'm doing my best in a test made of evil. The masses in classes change slow as molasses, and the poor sweeping floors when they should kick some *****.
Old ****.  I'm transferring notebooks and to copy them brings them back into mind.
Murphy
Written by
Murphy  32/M/Louisville, Ky
(32/M/Louisville, Ky)   
90
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems