My neighbor told me
to go to hell. I think I’ll
go to church instead
My neighbor told me
to go to hell. I think I’ll
go to church instead
A primal evening
with flames of Thor keeping me
and my lover warm.
OR
A primal evening
has flames of Thor keeping me
and my lover warm.
Another man’s voice
droans through her headphones. There’s no
time for pillow talk.
When I hear her ask
“You play me?”, I know I’m a
Granpawpaw success!
When you start to get /
second guessed about all you/
You’re gone. I’m left here,
ashamed, knowing in your pain,
I avoided you.
You know what to do?
Then run the plot line and just
leave out the fight scenes.