motto

[tired_goat]

The lamppost could swear
it had seen me before
And stared
as I stumbled through the motel door
The dirty mirror
also thought I looked familiar
But commented only that my suit was brilliant
The TV
bolted to the wall and cracked
Remembered how I cried
and said I’d never come back
In the lacquer of the table
I had carved my oath
With a burnt butter knife
And

Comments

[jitenshado]

Thanks.

[tired_goat]

nay offencee, my brother, but who the fuck are you, if you don't mind me asking.