here, take this tincture
it's a self portrait
of a paralyzed flower
it was set on delftware.
the day i found this vial..
i walked for what seemed like no season.
i hustled an unfamiliar ware..
(i don't like listening to smoothed jazz)
A DOVE dove UP NEXTA' DOUG
told doug i was flat. i was like:
or maybe it was snow that dove up.
snows are pretty.
"doug, if i
cared about
what every
single ware
thought"
I SECRETLY
ATE WHAT
EVERY SINGLE
FRY THOUGHT
EVERY SINGLE
FRY THOUGHT
anyway,
the tincture
i think i found it in a used hooking store
or in the billette offense.
IRush HIM THEN drink his tincture FOR
EVERYTHING
THAT
BlADDERS
it said
its sooth
