Bar Scene
I'm not diseased
But I see you're ill at ease
Go now if you please
Sometimes you just can't win
It's a little know fact that the Haiku was indeed not a haute arte, but rather a poetry for the everyday. With this in mind we have created a blog for poetry about any normal thing save love, death, and teabagging
2 Comments:
you're so OBSESSED With me!
3:18 PM
Au contraire, you're obsessed with me, hence you've sought to undermine me at every turn, and as such forever intertwining our lives dispite my best efforts. And now that I'm desperate/unemployed/and homebound, as I found you in that Quito ghetto all those years ago, you've seized the opportunity to hurt me... that's gratitude.
8:35 PM
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