Ink Poison

winter couch neck crick heater fritz damn. morning growl shoulda grabbed cereal beforehand. cold as as a snowflake they fall and don’t stick on our town. melting novel figures disassembled by sunshine by pounding wind. frigid winter will power challenge. late night radioshow dedicated to writing with courage. lightning bold friend. life changes, boiled eggs. you look at me that haughtily some more, I’d appreciate. everyone thinks this is about them. if you are an advanced animal you walk around on two legs and your thumbs help you to weave my broken heart back to health transitioning from year to year. are you that human, live near, make six or seven figures? there are healing agents, I just don’t so quickly list them so as to risk poor moves on the board. not everyone is decent. a paragraph that talks your head off. more. cough. the heater I beg come on finally does then overstays welcome. hold a pen in your hand for stabbing a person lunging at you, they who will be sorry. counteract with ink poisoning.