once upon a time me nd my baby bought a house on a hill. the hill is actually the top floor of a townhouse on the same street ive lived on since before i could care about having lived in a townhouse all my life. blindness is bliss. nd even though we don't have our own set of indoor stairs and there are roaches in the fridge, even though we have to walk to church and my car is ugly and green, and our dog is dead with a bullet in his dog head, me nd my baby, we're happy. me nd my baby hold it down; we do it good.
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OPEN-BRAIN SURGERY
Poetryshoved a needle in my brain and now my head won't stop bleeding
