Saturday, June 18, 2005
saying "howdy, neighbor" doesn't make me a wee bit better person, you know
or, you ought to know
Poet says with her maggots at 8:14 PM
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
there are the sounds of tickling within my body
it ached all over again, like a brand new toy
and there are bruises, no idea why
Poet says with her maggots at 11:18 PM
Sunday, June 12, 2005
this is almost an end, and I am a bit sad
especially knowing that I won't be able to carry my best girlfriend to a hotel room and slip under the cover quickly saying
"night, slut"
it just killed me
Poet says with her maggots at 10:51 PM
