woke up this morning
to bruised legs,
maniacal laughter on my tongue,
and a saltshaker in my hand.
oh lord but i did laugh.
now,
time to sprinkle the earth.
more letters to the moon
woke up this morning
to bruised legs,
maniacal laughter on my tongue,
and a saltshaker in my hand.
oh lord but i did laugh.
now,
time to sprinkle the earth.
Hi. I'm a poet. I was a playwright/producer before the pandemic. If you're wealthy and want to be a modern Medici, drop me a buck or two: paypal.me/ksnapreads View more posts