“Four letter challenge!” by Julia on her couch


Sunday June 29, 2014
6:00pm
5 minutes
undergroundpoetry.com

Woah. We’ve seen some wild, real stuff. We’re fine here– Sima left. Let’s make sure that this news sees only ours. Eyes. Don’t talk bout this. We’re lots even when we’re done. We’ve sold Sima some love, told ears “fear ours”. Team Crow eats your face. Talk like we’re dead. Mean what your mind says. Very much more than this will come. We’ll draw, then kill. we’ll seal this deal with lips made from silk.