For starters, a keg of your finest ale.
Stacks of glorious green cash,
and a trilogy movie deal.
Sluts. I love a good slut.
Bloody meat for every meal,
and desserts by the glut.
What's it gonna take for me to be happy?
Why don't you buy me a drink.
Let's start from there
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Thresheld
PoetryMy life is a series of thresholds that I overcome through poetry. Love, loss, pain, regret, humor, irony, word play, and even sarcasm are as much apart of my life as they are central to my poems here. I am Thresheld. UPDATE: It's been quite a few ye...
