i know i must go
put the groceries on the belt
but here come the eyes
behind me
the cat food
the cheese
god forbid the medicine
eyes behind are
up and down
stripping me
bare.
Sending poetry to the world
i know i must go
put the groceries on the belt
but here come the eyes
behind me
the cat food
the cheese
god forbid the medicine
eyes behind are
up and down
stripping me
bare.
What would Howard Roark do?
good to see you back Bobby Ty 🙂 sooo what WOULD Howard Roark do?