Post by oddbill / 0 Responses / Saved in received wisdom / Tagged as bad poetry, i was really proud of this one back in the day, popsicle, think now I'd leave out the line about touching the meat popsicle November 9, 2013 Oh man these old notebooks full of old dreams and poems. They are embarrassing in wholly entertaining ways now! Share on Twitter / Google+ / Facebook / Pinterest Post by oddbill Bill became odd after surviving a long series of mentally destabilizing encounters with Numinous Memetic Entities. He likes to curse, and considers evocative vulgarity to be the last remaining genuine form of poetry left to the human heart. See more posts by this author
