The stage, two rolling hills
Splash the sky, ripple filled
Brown intentions, Green reply
Squinted eyes, clamor ‘why?’
I don’t always have diarrhea, but you don’t write an action movie about the days the cops don’t get shot at.
Updated whenever and from my bed, CNR is a blog that doesn't matter. It has no relevance to anything and, while you are reading it, neither do you.
