Wankers Organized Really Kwell
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I can’t write a song, I find them way too long. Enough to hurt my head and hand, Enough to forgo any plan. I won’t write a song, Not even for Kim Jong-Un.
I wrote this poem (if you can accept a piece of creative writing that lacks most poetry rules as a poem) whilst practicing my controlled free-writing sessions. It’s a very raw piece of material that has seldom been edited. The … Continue reading