Jun 6, 2020
The last gasps of a since-passed thunderstorm hung
a veil over the full moon. The night unrolled
in a particular direction and a thousand people
followed its lead. They didn’t know
where it was headed. How can anyone know?
They didn’t care. Not about themselves
What can I say? I do this thing. Otherwise, I'm a regular guy. I drive fast, when traffic allows. I use Just For Men liberally. And you're no better.
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What can I say? I do this thing. Otherwise, I'm a regular guy. I drive fast, when traffic allows. I use Just For Men liberally. And you're no better.
