2:54 am, Wednesday May 31

A box full of sharp objects, the used Slightly abused, maybe weathered. Never mothered but malnourished and greedy in a sense of ever had. Simple man like an animal like a greedy fly. Proclaim your love for me to the heavens. I am glad nobody will grace you with a more god-like appearance. Save the screams for sex and liquor. Chocolate and Percocets deliver us from declutter. Deliver us from evil. Deliver me from you