bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Thursday, September 15
and they went, freestyle.
like an advert, like children.
laugh. i couldnt contol.
we stashed the little loads
if only we could burn them, no not possible.
but we played, yea we did.
self-consciousness had no place
yet it came. again and again
and again.
it was a little game
it felt like one, it smelt like one, tasted. yes.
no it was a big game,
boundaries almost disappeared.
we nearly played our hearts out.
restraint that shouldnt be, never left.
i'm confused, what?
it was a big little game.
you understand, no.
dont matter, i do now.
that's good enough
for me.
bye
goodbye
9:33 PM