shotgun
a ping from
my phone
the seat
next to me
empty but
you're always
in the
shotgun
of my mind
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
4.1.24
shotgun
a ping from
my phone
the seat
next to me
empty but
you're always
in the
shotgun
of my mind
