For your poems.
I’m doing a wonderful job of getting progressively worse
My mother is considering quitting her job because
I’m kinda shutting down.
She told me her day has been okay
but I’m told she nearly crashed this morning
because my bullshit made her break down mentally.
I saw this kid walking to school near me yesterday.
I don’t see that too often because most people around here seem to get rides.
I believe he’s a junior.
He seemed mature
in that traditional sense
like adults could take him seriously
but I noticed the entire walk
that his actions
seemed to be completely independent of his surroundings.
It reminded me of low budget graphics
and how, in truly terrible films, the characters have […]











