Thursday, September 24th 2015
in this cold
i'm my own
steam vent
bears are
usually
barefoot
the creek tells a story
in a tongue
i don't understand
Wednesday, September 23rd 2015
surprisingly
we haven't found a way
to destroy the sun
i'm glad to see
everybody is as
confused as me
Tuesday, September 22nd 2015
denying evolution
while god's creations
get wasted on meth
my pretzels are frozen
sounds more sexual
than it's actually meant
X's aren't
allowed
to drink
breath reeking of alcohol
he asks for money
he won't ever spend on alcohol