I admit that I was and still effectively am a Deadheaded individual. (Conjuring an image of "deadheading" dead roses on the bush so that their rotting petal flesh fragments can feed the soil that feeds the plant.)
By Poetry Therapy5 years ago in Beat
Well, you have one don’t you? Sometimes we are merely the parts we need to keep track of. Test all the assholes! Stick a thermometer in your ass
By Poetry Therapy5 years ago in Poets
