Three kings
The bell rings
I pay my taxes                                

                                                         Tapioka pumpkins
                                                          ****** jello shots
                                                            Im reffing the wrong game

Be who you are
Look whos here
One nite only
All hallows eve.
Leave the bible
In a shoe box.
                                                      Did I come
                                                      Somebody else
                                                      Opened the door
                                                        It wasnt me.
                                                        Im not a woman tonite.

getting older
summer vacations
like too much time
to think
overthink
drink and overdrink
my hometown doesn't
fit me anymore
it fills me like
smog
i breathed in too
much air
and it got stuck in
my lungs
like the thought
of you
9-5 days
like a religious experience
white office space and
dry humor
bitter like stained
coffee cups and
blurry childhood
memories
i'm very sad
that you died
all alone
in your office
when you could've
died reffing a basketball
game or
in bed next to your
wife on a
tuesday
how peaceful
would it have been
to die knowing
where you
stood and exactly
how it would
happen

An odd sort of a number,
even looks stranger than
all the other digits.

Magnificent!

Well, depends on which
story they are in.

Snow White might have
something to say about it.

Itch!

Here again we are confronted
with the scratchy's.

Pre Brexit game of seven aside,
just waiting for the other team.

who's reffing?