raw blow/Rob Lowe
and other
nonsense
poems
Friday, October 21, 2011
poop filled
my favorite music
sounds like a night terror
only I don't realize it
until someone else
is around to hear it
to me
its like sunshine and
sugar crystals
filtering through tiny
speakers
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