Submissions by Deadshit (Singlehanded)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
7th Nov 2017 6:16pm
7th Nov 2017 6:16pm
Boot Strap
Boot strap calculator says carry on mister.
No stopping on Burke St.
No hello turning heads.
Brown bag diner bench, pigeon turd dance floor, rub a dub crash pad.
All over by nine, repeat maņana.
"Get lost" he said. Who me? Keep the snotty look, I had one for breakfast.
No stopping on Burke St.
No hello turning heads.
Brown bag diner bench, pigeon turd dance floor, rub a dub crash pad.
All over by nine, repeat maņana.
"Get lost" he said. Who me? Keep the snotty look, I had one for breakfast.
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