05-21-2019, 02:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-21-2019, 11:07 PM by RiverNotch.)
A Long Week
You struck a well
and had your fill
of rage. Disgust
blew like a dry
east wind. You wished
for water, got
a block of ice.
Cum dribbled out
like typhus from
the maws of lice.
Then your baby died.
How can you care?
Your momentous
is the world's mundane.
You struck a well
and had your fill
of rage. Disgust
blew like a dry
east wind. You wished
for water, got
a block of ice.
Cum dribbled out
like typhus from
the maws of lice.
Then your baby died.
How can you care?
Your momentous
is the world's mundane.