Mark Leash Poems

No, i'm not sad
I got over my broken heart
Theres another thing
on my mind
...

I've found myself
looking for that one thing
that one thing that will set me free
and i roam around the city at night
...

it's getting warm
and the roaches are starting to come out
and play
just like those summer nights
...

here we sit
abundance surrounds us
but at the same time
nothing matters to us
...

I have a couple of things to say
to you
you
who know me pretty well
...

We're the freaks
of this city
we're the ones who stay up
until 7 am
...