Not totally satisfied with this poem.
It's so weird cuz I'm done with girls they're crazy and they tell you what an asshole you are if they have a kid they'll never let you see him because there was an 8 hour lay over on her skin it never took off some pizza crust blunts smoking themselves in the ashtrash. Girls. They'll kiss a mirror passionately in the back seat. I'm some wood and a piece of glass on a leash. He's the man of Atlantis after the levies breached. Knee deep in eavesdropped fantasies water's rising got a six day swimming lesson so I've known you for at least one summer night and you've got a first mate but I'm a mean skipper when it comes to hop scotch. My complection gets gravity and I talk like pop rocks.