a calling
I hope you gather sense from the below mutterings:
Or not.
All:
A nosebleed that never stops, no matter how many tissues I jam up my skull.
Is this bait? I think not. The steak you dangle so willingly above me is rotten if you haven't noticed.
A fool you are indeed.
My polka-dotted napsack is filled with what I need. The mossy road awaits.
Clean like a freshly diapered child. New again.
Come twilight, the phoenix will take flight once again.
Dare me.
Or not.
All:
A nosebleed that never stops, no matter how many tissues I jam up my skull.
Is this bait? I think not. The steak you dangle so willingly above me is rotten if you haven't noticed.
A fool you are indeed.
My polka-dotted napsack is filled with what I need. The mossy road awaits.
Clean like a freshly diapered child. New again.
Come twilight, the phoenix will take flight once again.
Dare me.