Cold coffee and hangnails
Apologies like spam mail
Forgetfulness and pity
But neither mean a thing to me
Halloween on a school night
Drinking because it feels right
Aware, but unfazed
Still, these are the good days
Good days are stale,
Yellowed like the pages at a book sale
Stocked on the shelves at a thrift shop
Good days don’t stop
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Loose Change and Holy Hearts
PuisiPoetry and other short works written before I knew it was acceptable to write terribly, therefore excusing the terrible writing.
