a slumber did my spirit seal
when I stepped on the thought
of you—
I’ll beanbag
the water that exposes you. make your money—
they wouldn’t do well w/ oxygen anyway.
I turn & flick
& mind my business. bite
my mind. bite
my chance. bite
get me up.
a slumber did my spirit seal
when I stepped on the thought
of you—
I’ll beanbag
the water that exposes you. make your money—
they wouldn’t do well w/ oxygen anyway.
I turn & flick
& mind my business. bite
my mind. bite
my chance. bite
get me up.