heres a funny piece on information.

more people write poetry than read it.
amsterdam Reviewed by amsterdam on . party in my brain party in my brain party in my brain when will it rain like it did in April and birth diamond sprouts flowering out of the sepia brown soil and streamers will streamer down from the ceilings of my brain like when it rained like it did in April when you were resting on my couch's arms instead of mine and wondering why smoke feels so good to the lungs that should detest it and its ash and embers excite cells that had laid latent in crevices unknown untill the moment it rained like it Rating: 5