I'm really not that busy

Finding hilarity in the mundane since 2008

Well, there’s this

I’ve never posted a poem before. Not sure why I want to post this one. I wrote it in three minutes and it’s just… meh. But I always throw these away and tonight it seemed dishonest.

Six broken fingers.

That’s how it goes.

Slip in through a side door.

It’s so fucking cold.

Stand on the rocks.

Throw all your stones.

Call me the villain.

Snap one more bone.

 

 

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