Caption: This is what my head looks like now

An anonymous collective of poetry

“Well, at least now, you get to eat all the ice cream that you want.” She says.
“I’m an adult, I could’ve always done that.”

and later, to my husband,

“She’s talking to you again?”

“Yeah, because of my surgery, I guess.”

“That’s nice. I mean it’s not nice that you had to send her a picture of your head busted open to get her to say something, but it’s nice anyways, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, it is. That’s why I sent it.”

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Author: oldepunk

Writing about my views of the world in a stream of conscience style

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