Jul 2014
sunlight tickles me in the jungle-wood
and smoking men and nice girls find me with eyes closed
i am quickly hungry and irate for blunts and breakfast
unnamed purrs drip down my throat
where the fangs sleep
slick scotches skip skillfully sharp
and beastie boys know how to kick it live
and smoking men and nice girls find me with eyes closed
i am quickly hungry and irate for blunts and breakfast
unnamed purrs drip down my throat
where the fangs sleep
slick scotches skip skillfully sharp
and beastie boys know how to kick it live
i discovered the "my words" section on here today and thought it would be fun to put some together like magnetic refrigerator poetry
