by Jeff M
rhyme this you
DRUNKEN
cootbastard, you
cold here in Missouri.
some
bethany limestone and
soft
dreams, still not much under control
above or below the covers
i want to sleep
listen to music
petstroke a jackyl
strike sticks to start a pyre fire
get warm that way
and see something that's for real
why is that so much to ask for?
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