When your stomach gurgles..

When your stomach gurgles

You know you have eaten…

…an angry chicken…

…dead and frozen

It wanted to be served on a pizza

And not in that garlic…beaten

When your elbow itches

You remember the eve you got those scraches

Lit the candles

Burn all the matches..


Pray mend your bandages..

When you gather your inner self to write something

And you realize nothing ever makes sense

You sit by the beach…chillin’

And let your words spread…past the foreign waters.


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