She's bipolar not schizophrenic
A smart girl who calls each night
She's a girl,
Not a body builder
She can't open locks
Or freeze alarms
No intoxication
No trauma
No leads
Did you play?
Did you talk to the woman?
Did she strip your clothes off?
Did she put you in a tank?
They drank your rotting remains at cecil hotel.
What happened Elisa Lam?
YOU ARE READING
Call It A Diary
PoetryYou can call it a diary, a random book, I don't care how you view it. These are excerpts from my daily life.
