Poems from Jamy
This car dealership coffee and styrofoam cup,
Makes me wonder how I'd live,
If I were to surrender or run,
Everything seems so paper...
Dig me ditch
Dig me a home
Where I don't have to love anymore
Where my eyes will see clouds of dirt
And my body will lie still
I want...
I try to count the ceiling fan blades as they swirl around,People thought this was cute when I was small,Especially when I was clocked in...