did you realize
you’d broken up?
paint pours, you contour his
cheeks, white pink flesh, two moles
best friend, he was, he was
for many, years ago
and the others?
alan beaver the blonde twins, best friends
trusted them, with your hurt
left you wild, with your hurt
more than anyone
what about forrest?
friend, heart smart, strong, vata as fuck
where is he?
no one, there
the mat, breath in, breath out
he was, they were, smoke
come back, guys
sorry, pussy ‘tween my legs
i’m down to hang
like i always was
more to give than goodies
promise
i’ll keep my crazies down
[ g r e e n ] 