The Politician
Caterpillar skin
between his teeth–
There will be
no butterflies
this spring.
Drey Writes. Draw Draws. Drey Sleeps.
The Politician
Caterpillar skin
between his teeth–
There will be
no butterflies
this spring.
I art and eat and draw and sleep and cry and rhyme. I consume too much pizza and—by all rights—should be dead, but I haven't gotten around to it. Procrastination saved my life. View more posts
