Do you know how much sht I've written lol...
Twas a nice cur
lee fluff
Fee lit
ill weigh
Stiff thyme
KF
On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throw
To the wind
With the real knows it
I bet
You say that
To all
KF
Sometimes it takes such a conscious effort to do the thing most unconscious
like
...
KF
Haven't written poet
Tree for a while but it
Spills when it
Leaves
KF
Going back to art
Is not really how to describe this segment
Nor is exhibiting art the way to displace ones self
But rather a being to live alongside ones thoughts
Out loud I have learnt not to speak so much
Of it all
It speaks alone now
It's peaks
KF
Do you want fries with
That
Would you like to supersize your Comb
Oh
KF
Stink
I'm out of
Ink
Burn Away
KF
