pharmacy poem #7
it’s hard to write a poem
at the pharmacy
the pharmacist is behind me
and he puts medicines
on the counter
and he can see
over my shoulders
pharmacy poem #6
a man bared his teeth at me
he was smiling
he was a state trooper
or he worked at the jail
or he bought a newspaper
pharmacy poem #9
i have a lot of days off
thank you susan
squad goals
i feel like if i can finally grow a beard i’ll look like fat jim morrison and it’ll be good
feel bad
i poured hot water on an ant