I see my reckless behavior I see me dive headfirst into bullshit To forget But this writing thing It keeps me grounded Keeps me feeling it I liked it before how I could drink And smash shit Smile and keep it movin But I was so faded My soul started screaming So I uncaged itContinue reading “Before and After”
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Warm Ups
The gills are warming up They open and close Stiff from lack of use My eyes dart back and forth Like Plath’s Only thing is I’m alive I even pat my heart and brag of mornings alone The madness the gills the dead writers They’re all warming up
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