What's Brewing:
Spices of my life.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Why Am I Writing This?
Write a bad poem, make it as lousy as you can, do everything wrong, let yourself be awful.
Brain dead
Headed to bed
Roll right lay flat roll left
Warm night air sweat dripping wet bed
Bed head
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