TirednessA Poem by KerouaowskiExtreme tiredness brought on by 2 weeks of debauchery, bodily abuse and 12 hour days
Like an eyelash asleep in a foot spa,
or ravioli that creeps down a drain, as we come to a lull in the party, I fear I am going insane, brocade coats and festering bum hair, hitching a ride on a train, a scarf with a chilling persona, cuts like a spoon through my brain © 2011 Kerouaowski |
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Added on November 20, 2011 Last Updated on November 20, 2011 Author
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