World’s Worst Poet

So I didn’t change underwear for a week,

Does that make me gross?

I did shower twice in 5 days

Fucked on myself camera a few times during the whole ordeal

I kinda enjoyed it

Smelled like sex and cheap perfume!

 

Now I think of you and decide to wash my clothes

Let your face dictate the terms of this ordeal

You make me want to clean up my act

Or at least stop being so honest on this blog

But I’ll save that for a better poem

Right now I just want to see your face

 

And I did change my clothes!

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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