#truepoem

Cant stop talking, great. No other will be true. This kind of news. This is sane. My hero, Fred, never talk. I have worked with him 40 years, what a lummox. Listen to that laugh. Steadfast. -Thanks for

You said you went to school with it, anisteziologist. Going to the hospital, going to sleep. He is gonna go to sleep. Say good, you say goodnight, YOU SAY GOODNIGHT. How much height? NO! Who has the bigger

The pain was unsurmountable upon the conclusion of the Castjet. Although we have not heard of castjet, filed beneath dust and rubble, lie a truth untold. By feature of words, they conveyed clairvoyant

Chronologically clothes taken. Your beautiful baby, our celebration. These were the finals of a star being born. Born from the ashes, risen from the passing streams. Crickets. Algae. Sun. The beauty has