your fogginess muddles my thoughts.
what is it that i’m even thinking about:
-an empty house is better than one occupied by one-
-the queen’s nest is nothing without your nail clippings-
-how many women did Kahlil Gibran fuck before he knew he was the prophet-
-i’m certain Rihanna wants to meet me as much as I do her-
the Washington is folded into a tight circular tool
and it sits aside the Cigna insurance card
just in case the tool is too efficient
and the user doesn’t know when to turn it off.