Today I will go binge eating the alphabet
And coughing up peacock feathers
from my fox like habits
Of being sneaky
And writing in the dark
Or in my dreams
Today I will go binge eating the alphabet
And coughing up peacock feathers
from my fox like habits
Of being sneaky
And writing in the dark
Or in my dreams
Today all poems will be from the past twenty-four hours. Here we go.
