Would it make Bukowski proud?A Poem by MollyStarted a new job; written due to the smell outside when I left today.The world smells like fries... and cigarettes. big gobs of yellow fat oozing out from under the walls of the big box mart.
Maybe they should collect it; everything can be sold. © 2008 MollyReviews
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