Trying to be cool will only make you fall short
like jack when jill forgot to take the pill cause a child can’t have one, and his concussion will heal faster than her empty womb.
The poems and stories are trapped inside my brain, and I have to get them out, out, out, and release.
I sold my soul to sex, caffeine, and rock n roll
like Cherie Currie—replace the bomb with a strawberry banana smoothie.