so now she's a pawn
in the arms and prisoner deals
and election too !
it would be nice
not to feel like a beggar
and a scrounger
n somebody has to
stop thinking about money
n create some love
pumping out heart energy
out fighting in the road
wearing rainbow toe socks
a truck of builders
laughing at us
the troubles within
the internal struggle
n desolate weeping
i spent ten years
being called an English bastard
here we call it SM
as the case may be
ill be thinking bout
the person I'm not with
polyamory
the only way to save a heart
trippy
ensuring that excessive force is not used
what would you do
with a drunken sailor ?
I never seem to get any work done
on a Saturday night
n Dev is a bit like a bonobo
n it was wrong of me to blame him
lycanthropy
hugging me
even as i vanish
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