No Sense Squared. Poem by Kaylee Questionable

No Sense Squared.

Rating: 5.0


when i here
this song
I think
of you.
Its got your rhythm

green grapes
an aphrodisiac?

and the room
is filled
with abstract ideas
and this
sucks sucks
d*cks

balls is not
such a bad word.
and me and
my ciggarettes
come in a package.
you can't seperate us.

Oh, and don't forget
the grapes.

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