Poems
July 3, 2008
I write. Short stories. Letters. Articles. Whatever. On napkins. On tableclothes. On skin. Doesn’t matter. This here section is for poems I’ll be writing. Some of them will suck nasty. Some of them will fuck with your soul. Can’t really tell which one will have what effect, because for the most part, i’ll be drunk writing it. So please excuse if some of the shit will be mispelled. I don’t really mind it so i would expect you to not, too. See? already fucked with grammar. Oh well. Read ‘em poems. Follow the hypertexts for awesomeness.
