Bloody nose again the iron taste drips down the back of my throat reminds of sex and immorality tissue against my nose morality fell out of my hand some time ago I say that in a ignorant manor not a some philosophical way that might make this poem a tad more shallow I slur wordsContinue reading “Kowalcyzk”
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