i will try to write 100 poems in 100 days. even if they're all chamber potty. then i'll write one when i feel like it.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

his f became a d

via
school's slow au
to
gra
di
ng
sys
tem
then i saw his
smile beneath his
long black
hair and i heard him say
yeeeaaaah like zep
just stair
wayed on the
radio well i saw his
thumbs go up like
this was some amazing vic
t'ry so i felt like
mr. hand hanging
out with jeff spi
coli

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