I hate how an action as natural as touching the ground with my bare feet has a term: grounding.
A poem —
They want fireballMaybe a little barbecueFuck itA bonfireAnd some chad to…
Government grown crimeDestitute domestic populaceDr Death’s respiteThe abusive eye on top of usAll seeing…
How many times can I call myself patheticbefore I’m out of responses?
Just as you had it figured outGot the engine runningSaw the mountain top…
5am poetry
Arise like an early tideTaking blue hour in strideBefore over stimulationBefore…