August 2, 2013

good poem, good poem

what kid of writing a loud mout
h trouble scaped i
n the grudges of a mammal we said
we coudldn't eat
it was carnivorous

trouble thing with mouths
sis that is that exact
put these smokes in my lips
bite on the butt
bite butts
big and sk
butts (shit also
trouble with months)

(shit
   tired

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