happy holidays

Abora

12/25/18 8:13PM

 

next time you find yourself

surrounded by fools

carve yourself into a mad monk

 

you will see captivation

and repulsion equally

as you piss genius into a urinal

 

pace back and forth

trace grease across your face

and retreat into the woods to a yurt

 

cure all diseases you hear

with a few kind words

and promises of furniture

 

stand and flay 

all the skin off your chest

and wrap up trinkets with it

 

celebrate being together

just long enough

to make you want to be alone

  • Author: Big Swifty (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 25th, 2018 20:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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