sweating like
flesh does in the sun
as the clock ticks
and the hour hand
does its selfish dance
and at least a few million
revolutions
and as the bank account empties
and she cries on my bed
somehow I'm supposed to believe
that my ungrateful heart
caused all of this
well how about
you go fuck yourself instead?
Daily Cartoon: Tuesday, June 2nd
18 hours ago
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