Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Shame and the Fool

When my mother
A bothered

Momma

I bothered a mama

Why why and I love it.

What nasty and drunk person
Drew me in to a whore?

I have no idea.

I have problems
Because I am
Boo, a loser.

Narcotic

And nothingness.

Ashes  mashes sashes clashes  rashes washes
Pashas hashes gnashes maybe Oh well.

Not alive working bother; working art top marcotic
Bother bother is band

Nothing here.


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