poems by Kenneth P. Gurney
Kiss I lifted the September soap and began to sponge my closest companion that I knew all too well, but never in this manner.
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Kiss I lifted the September soap and began to sponge my closest companion that I knew all too well, but never in this manner.
Jupiter Lisa believes that we live in god’s imagination and that god may be on psychotropic medication in a ward somewhere in the Austrian alps and enjoys the view of the snow capped mountains.