Saturday, November 13, 2010

Machine Poems: Insert your Own Variables and Voila Insta Poem

I Am
I am a fuck wad
I wonder wax
I hear birds burping
I see people turning into sand
I want a nail gun
I am not your wad fuck

I pretend to like cats
I feel bad about Sonny
I touch velvet
I worry your sky is falling
I cry about your sky falling
I am the one crying about the sky falling

I understand you don't believe the sky can fall
I say what goes up must come down
I dream gravity is temporary
I try flying
I hope for cake
I am a wad of fuck

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