This is a portrait of Chris Foreman.
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every night i take a sleeping pill and booze and it feels so out the exit sign i wonder what [...]
adults as children punching each other on the cement floor fighting for peace and love bleeding on each other and [...]
Sometime.. You have to look into the mirror And through bloodhsot eyes you tell yourself in silence or out loud [...]
and so much pizza and so much pool and so much smoke we go in and put our name on [...]
some moment you realize the poem ends you have to let yourself know little things left undone fired from a [...]
So, I’ve got this crazy idea- these pictures I took years ago of lamp posts, I’m going to turn them [...]
