i am not going to do the laundry.
don't judge me,
it's not my fault
that my shirt now
smells like you. or
maybe it is, but
fuck, why would
i ever admit that?
do not even try to take this shirt away.
visions
Av whalesong
the thoughts in my head, however disorganized [warning, it can get heavy.] -- poetry #43 random #86 Mer