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...