Tickle my Nose.
Who knew the color
blue would get him going
Bringing him back
to times where his eyes didn’t work
I didn’t even
notice the blood stain on my pocket
Don’t tell the Police
I grow sunflowers in my basement
They may take my
cats away, as for the seasons change
So do their minds.
When the line is too long and your
Mind is too fried,
take the A Train home.
You Got Time.
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