Thursday, December 3, 2015

We awaken from the stupor.

Let it rain, man
let it come

a herd of elephants with weights tied around feet with flimsy string

bring us to shins 
and body parts only thought about when time comes

shove with love

live me in jazz notes I might never have heard
not for 
a time
only 
to be true 
not to me
or a company

burnt pizza nights 
homemade hours 
KO
KO
RO


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