Quote Originally Posted by WEED
The swing created from the vertabrae, left outside to linger and dress through the sun, and inside-out face, where the space of bone meets marrow, the rampage surging like blood in a tube, the urine dotted t-shirt, all ripped like an untalented fighter, all fallen like an untalented cloud.
man thats deep but wtf lol but hey no1 i MEAN NO ONE gets flamed in robert42 book of poetry