Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
And come the moment where I’d wished the
moon there, I’d yet to find the means to seize
it. It’s an unwelcome catharsis as our cratered
dream, along with the car, the keys, the
carnal, and caprice, are possessed, tucked a
deep blue jean pocket, and just above your
rear, perfection had I ever traced it; now
untouchable, rendered my choice.
Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
And come the moment where I’d wished the
moon there, I’d yet to find the means to seize
it. It’s an unwelcome catharsis as our cratered
dream, along with the car, the keys, the
carnal, and caprice, are possessed, tucked a
deep blue jean pocket, and just above your
rear, perfection had I ever traced it; now
untouchable, rendered my choice.
Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
