i've stuffed myself in a hole and i can't get out,
'cause there's few too many things
to get swimmingly lost in inspiration for
can't write, can't sleep, can't breathe
and i'm lazy yet brazen enough to tell you
i don't fucking care about any of it
YOU ARE READING
give it up, ghost!
PoetryCollection of poems I maybe will write. Someday. Okay never
