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Signified the nastier smells.
Ollie off the sidewalk, pray the traffic
Leans more Satanly.
Axe throws offsets the dice.
Rolled through two lights, eyes shut--
Also.....
Evening wear looks like LSD's lazy,
Cousin. Don't remember what I signed up for.
Loopy guts, Peach rolling paper,
Innocent inconsistencies are holding,
Please excuse the misguided judgment.
Sudden death, a 'talk to you later.'
Elated under-stater, Behold the purpose of the danger.
About the Creator
Willem Indigo
Let truly writing into the void begin.

Comments (1)
A budding Kerouac perhaps? You are extremely raw and unfiltered; that's the glory of it all.