PartyA Poem by p.kuhl
a new breed of eccentric
drunk ducks huddled up with neon bills dragging metal leashes a confused mess of drool and cash trails behind privileged, distinct smacked lips and clenched jaws from speed and candy -all the same same as last year traffic jams and a******s people looking for excuses © 2012 p.kuhl |
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Added on June 6, 2012 Last Updated on November 8, 2012 Authorp.kuhlBloomington, INAboutMy name is Pierce, and I am a 23 year old English major at Indiana University. "How easily I connect to you. You're always everything at once, somehow. You're shy and open, sweet and cold, curious .. more..Writing
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