Free Write 2/7/2023: Some One I Used To Know
A girl’s name, I haven’t heard it in a while. Someone in some place in time apparently had a crush on her. If anyone can sympathize with this would be simp, it would probably be me. I remember crushing on her hard as well. Hell, I pretty much simped for her too. I get it,…
Poetry On A Phone
It is my poetry Dark rooms, a glowing phone
Don’t Hunt the Hunter
I drank from the bottle of beer and blood. More alleyways, no more gentlemen. The streets were now only home to the cold.
You are the enemy, at your own gate