Tag: stream-o-consciousness

I can’t catch a breathe!This cider is too heavy;my lungs resemble Chevy’s(powdered on indescribable empathy.) I can’t get away!long lasting suffering isat stake. I ate away atthe levies; shit, the doctor wants to see me again. “Pornography is an ally,” say the white bastards who lay dead. I ain’t afraid of getting a kick in…