i grazed you out
of heart and
home
like a
cackling cow,
i stunk like
grass and
souring
milk,
and rode you out
past city’s
reach,
like horse at the
crack of
a pistol
shot,
or not..
you smelled of
sun baked
leather
and fresh..
enough to mask my
sour milk
breath.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/gèèrumpygo
moo at – https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/491385009318409079/
neigh at – https://www.picgifs.com/glitter-gifs/sunset/picgifs-sunset-4816891-1004034/
Gave me ‘the ick’ this one.
Loved it 👍🖤
Yeah, gave it to me as well.. i often surprise myself with how crass and ugly I can get in writing! Heh.
Haha!! Tell me about it – I’m quite often surprised at my own! 😉🖤