We go together like
late night Slurpee and ho ho binges behind the 7-11, singing bad Sesame Street covers
hungover apology water balloons dropped from the 3rd floor balcony.
Happy Birthday, Sugar Honey!
Strangers can become best friends just as easy as
saying, “Hey, can you help me bury this?”
When life knocks you down, roll over
and play dead.
Life rarely leaves any survivors.
Too bad she’s not the one holding the keys to those handcuffs, huh?
Of course, people find gold in the sewers, too.
You have to decide how dirty you wanna get looking for it.
It’s not me,
Math may not teach us
how to ADD love
or SUBTRACT hate
but it gies us hope
that being eaten by
tigers isn’t the worst way to go.
…And old shoe fixed that.