Jumpshot.
Expectation:
Reality:
goodbye, goodnight.
tonight
i slip into a bed
of flowers,
or rather
a hole i dug
beneath their veins,
beneath the stars
i close my eyes.
I’m in pain I fell and scrapped my knee :(
Expectation:
Reality:
tonight
i slip into a bed
of flowers,
or rather
a hole i dug
beneath their veins,
beneath the stars
i close my eyes.