the blood on this dental floss is muito rico!
i must write all about it;
that’ll show em.
{espero!}
but what will she think of it?
i think i'd like to be stuck to her,
like a plantain peel on a naked shore.
two giggling morons
under a chocolate moon.
{suspiro...}
yet i’m stuck in didactic verse.
in a winterland.
knitting sonnets about
oral hygiene
and shaky hands.
back in bed now,
the words start to come together:
“Scatter my ashes in Dublin, Ohio
or the Bronx Zoo!"
I’m all over the place this morning.
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 8:13 AM UTC
the blood on this dental floss is muito rico!
i must write all about it;
that’ll show em.
{espero!}
but what will she think of it?
i think i'd like to be stuck to her,
like a plantain peel on a naked shore.
two giggling morons
under a chocolate moon.
{suspiro...}
yet i’m stuck in didactic verse.
in a winterland.
knitting sonnets about
oral hygiene
and shaky hands.
back in bed now,
the words start to come together:
“Scatter my ashes in Dublin, Ohio
or the Bronx Zoo!"
I’m all over the place this morning.
