I could define today
As bare toes burrowing
In a plush sun-warmed meadow.
Instead I ruminate
On uneasy encounters
With steaming land mines of manure.
You've got to be bad to get good
I could define today
As bare toes burrowing
In a plush sun-warmed meadow.
Instead I ruminate
On uneasy encounters
With steaming land mines of manure.