I'm a southern Californian babe. I love to crash on the shore and write poetry all day long. The beach is life... |
"Go away!" they screamed.
Was it real, as it so seemed...
Fungus spreading through my veins
Like embalming fluid; eating my life away...
Morning creep coming out
Glass is hot, shining stout...
A man of wisdom, glory and lust
Shines on the world like diamond dust...
Running through my blood,
Temperature rising, a burning flood...
Never look back on anything that you do, because everything happens for a reason. |