the moon


im going
to start writing terrible shit
i hope
nobody cares if i start smoking again
i am going to take a lot of acid
in boise
i wont sleep  anyone
maybe the moon
if she'll have me
but i doubt it
i have a little gravity
my arms are wings
if we are on a cliff
& i want to kiss you
but you push me
this is going
to be the end
i guess
i bought tulips
i would invade holland
for this
because i am a clown
an ass jaw
i am a tripped
it is friday morning