People may wonder
why I question
my existence
over a Natural Light.
Some don't get
why centered
poetry makes me
gag. Others
question why
I sleep on
a golf course.
Question. Why. Answer:
and
why I question
my existence
over a Natural Light.
Some don't get
why centered
poetry makes me
gag. Others
question why
I sleep on
a golf course.
Question. Why. Answer:
and
so, for christ's sake just
i don't know when it starts to become cliche because i've said it so much, but i fucking love this.
ReplyDeletei got really confused by the last pic for a second, 'cause i don't have my glasses on, so i couldn't see the writing on the t-shirt. so my line of thinking went, "so for christ's sake just....be a headless mannequin?"
ReplyDeletebut then common sense (and better vision) prevailed...
oh, and i forgot to mention how fantastic the title is. ;)
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