Alright, you’re broken Say that much Without the one fear you’ve never… You know you have no choice That much is clear Say it once, straight through, as plainly as you can Let pain provide the high relief * When I was a small boy my mother found me irresistible and so did not resist … Continue reading First Look
Month: October 2019
Note To Self
Sad and blue Sad and blue Pick up pen Red will do News is news It’s never true It’s chewed up bird Spit for you They don’t love you Never did Of course you kept Your motive hid Through a window In the glass Who we are Is how we pass
