Sunday
I don't think there's been a time
(ever) when I haven't turned
it into a competition. It's
embarrassing to lose,
see, so I can't. I have
to be the best. Not
because it feels
good (but it does)
but because
there's no
other way
to compe-
nsate.
Don't
you
und-
erst-
and?
YOU ARE READING
Post Meridiem
PoetryI'd do anything to save myself. Hell, I'd even change the world.
