rug weed by Uriel Tovari shant come back
you told me
as you entered and rentered the revolving door
i tripped you up and laughed
a bit
holding my
now
pounding toes
you were never lite on your feet
i grabbed a shovel and covered
you under snow
and tons of broken hearted anthems
of teenage love
you sprouted back up
so i stomped on you
trying to keep the bitch down and
back
to basics you said
fucking thorny
pricking my toes
i was never lite on my feet. 09/16/2005 Posted on 09/16/2005 Copyright © 2024 Uriel Tovar
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