somedays I wake up with a headache, other days with a heartache and today just a fartache...print it.
It's been so long since I put a poem on this site let alone a thing called blog. But in recent days I have been inspired by the inspired writing and drawing of a misfit toy. I will continue to keep my real thoughts close to my vest and some thoughts of course, will be buried alive with me. I also can see a lot of scattered black books found in my room days after I pass away...whenever that may be.