A Cold Wind Blows Tonight
A poem I can read, stand back from, understand, and nod at
A poem written by a bear
A young hamster
Excerpt of Taipei (Vintage, 2013)
February
Friday night alone in the library reading nietzsche
I am f**ed if i really think all human beings are terrible a**holes
I have high self-esteem and it's making me stare
I'll write another poem instead of looking for a job
I'm going to touch you very hard
I'm tired
