Eat the comb.
Teeth grinding teeth.
Idle Idolatry of the network.
Thu 12:20 AM
Comb Kazoo, passes the time, inadequately though.
7-hour respite, END.
Eat the comb.
Teeth grinding teeth.
Idle Idolatry of the network.
Thu 12:20 AM
Comb Kazoo, passes the time, inadequately though.
7-hour respite, END.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Creative Writing
3 responses so far ↓
Wallace // April 21, 2008 at 2:43 pm
Poetry is for losers.
Wallace // April 21, 2008 at 2:43 pm
This is why I’m against drinking.
Wallace // April 21, 2008 at 2:44 pm
You suck.