I will grow my nails Long and filthy Bearded, I will eat Tree bark and rodent Pellets; woodland bound Drowning my sorrows in mountain lakes Basking in moonshine Deep in the haunted Catskill Pines, breathing smoke… Fire beside me, crackling Crunching pops from within you Snapping hot passionate companion I need you, combusting Old trust […]
Kevin Kenny
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