A Grave 8ed Circumstances Poem by sean north

A Grave 8ed Circumstances



Thought
you were
tripping

cribn, adrift

but all this
time was
just

flippin ya
script

a spend lots
of money
for

sutch a
big
spent rift

broke free
4 15

minutes from

the grave
yard
shift.

Thursday, April 19, 2018
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