#calgary
Before that August--
(strange month echo)--
bloomed in the east
sunrise bomb sunset dawn
you sometimes
rose
(unbidden)
to the surface
of my mind.
These were some of my triggers:
Calgary (always Calgary)
me too
Christmastime.
And all the times you attempted
to reach out to me
(sucker punch sleep ****
And then that August--
(good mornin' bombshell)
the news--
for shame.
For I had fallen for the lie
(while you talked all the while
in your human voice).
So you like 'em young.
So you like it rough.
August sun beat me down.
It took this glaring
of a light
to show me
the darkest of men's natures--
and that I knew them
intimately.
May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 7:55 PM UTC
Miss Frulling, Miss Frulling
What are you doing?
Not a pancakes been flipped, coffe just finished brewing,
And you've taken two to the ally for ********
Have you been checked? Answer's "no" i'm assuming
Miss Frulling, Miss Frulling
I often wonder
Did you fool us, or was it a blunder?
A quick shot at fame, or hate for your mother
You might be a **** but can i have your number?
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 1:23 AM UTC