[Bodey]

for every storm in a teacup, there's a sail in a bottle
creative colossal. male prostitute, Mary's favorite apostle
^^loved that

thought processes we'd never want a person to know
i prefer to be alone without my bourbon and coke
^^can definitely relate to that!

swiss chocolat, mascarpone. mimosas, marmalade, moans
red dress like Mrs. Rabbit. Roger that. it's a go
^^that's sexy

puking with 2 fingertips my trachea pulse
another night, another irresponsible dose
^^i'm 26-years old and sometimes i find myself in this exact position, wondering how i overdid it again at this fuckin age

i hear tapping on my window every evening at 6
and i'm frantic cause nobody else believes it exists
it all leads me to this. i've leased more neology to twist
flamethrowing solar icecaps in a polar eclipse
^^thought that was very on point, beautifully written

i dont think i've ever been disappointed reading one of your pieces. you have this effortless flow of things, and even the end was like holy shit with words, ya knkow what i mean. it's really cool you can do that