alfie lee writing


and most can't it for i of

One day i'll wake
up and go now
what the fuck was that

Or maybe i won't then
it won't matter any
how. And
now that my

looks are lost and i
can't make the most of
it and my
mind is lost

and most can't it for i of
am not bound by
reason i defy.
I will do this at my own

time and pleasing, my
way, ponies, chicks,
mariachi band for kicks, a sun
set among sunsets, an endless highway.


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