SNOWPOCALYPSE
what if it snows too much
what if i don't go to omaha
what if i don't read poems w/ paul & alisa
weather is a pain & also it is sad
that weather pains me
because it affects things
like how much it sucks
going to work in a blizzard
when i don't have a car
because i drove drunk
a lot
but got caught once & then i fell
in love w/ this mean girl
& gave her my gold volvo
& she ruined it & moved to pennsylvania
snow is pretty
i like snow when it is dying
in puddles of its self melting
everything is snow
it is paul's birthday today
happy valentines day
i hate winter
i sit inside & miss the sun
& i drink & i grow my beard
this winter has lasted two years
i am melting
i am something that farmers are happy to see
i grew up in nebraska
i am a farmer
i have tractors where most humans have biceps
or i have soft hands
i write poetry abt how difficult my life is when it snows
i have a sore ankle
i am overweight
i am the future
in the future there is a lot of snow
in the future the snow will melt
in the future i will read this poem
in the future this poem will melt
in the future i will melt
in the future you will melt
in the future we all melt
& we are all a melty goop
what if it snows too much
what if i don't go to omaha
what if i don't read poems w/ paul & alisa
weather is a pain & also it is sad
that weather pains me
because it affects things
like how much it sucks
going to work in a blizzard
when i don't have a car
because i drove drunk
a lot
but got caught once & then i fell
in love w/ this mean girl
& gave her my gold volvo
& she ruined it & moved to pennsylvania
snow is pretty
i like snow when it is dying
in puddles of its self melting
everything is snow
it is paul's birthday today
happy valentines day
i hate winter
i sit inside & miss the sun
& i drink & i grow my beard
this winter has lasted two years
i am melting
i am something that farmers are happy to see
i grew up in nebraska
i am a farmer
i have tractors where most humans have biceps
or i have soft hands
i write poetry abt how difficult my life is when it snows
i have a sore ankle
i am overweight
i am the future
in the future there is a lot of snow
in the future the snow will melt
in the future i will read this poem
in the future this poem will melt
in the future i will melt
in the future you will melt
in the future we all melt
& we are all a melty goop
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