Category Archives: Early
I can’t help but nudge – poke every now and again – the empty heaped corpse
Come, Sit with me, Cheers. Let me hear your story. We aren’t so different.
Disturbing children on Playground Hill where pie crust Promises are made.
I’m not your Mother Daddy. She never taught you To apologize.
Like Norwegian hits Once buzzing and chiming love Now? Well, that is that.
Should’ve run away at the first push of crazy. Good girl. Lesson learned.