I put up a new poem entitled “WARm bed.” I wrote this when I was in high school. I had just had a rough night and was sitting at lunch looking at everyone having a good time, pondering how much trouble I would get in for ripping the smile off someone’s face. Instead of living out that meaningless fantasy of misplaced hatred, I wrote this questioning poem in the form of a bellowing whisper to them. Looking back I think this was the better choice.
Keep it chill,
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