a fine set of carefully trained beer muscles
Room Started Spinning
by zach massy
call it a small sacrifice
I feel so fucking whimsical.
any more clever ways to say these things?
Finish Your Exits
losing what you need to let go of.
Such Dead Words are Lost
everytime i say 'goodbye' to you i die a little inside
i kick litter
woke up with this crumbled piece of paper in my pocket.
A Lazy Ceiling Fan
my worst drunken poem
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