a 6,055 2-line poem adventure.
November 17, 2015 § Leave a comment
the slop always finds it’s drain,
i’m told it’s nice.
Tagged: a paper sleeve for a keycard to a hilton hotel had the phrase: open doors you didn't know existed, low people don't see high places
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