Give me some space, you’d say, as you grasped the glass neck of your kryptonite
How your eyes fogged, fluttered, floated, like buoys in the night
Wet Brain
W
Bottoms Up
B
We are my favorite drink: on the rocks.
Give me some space, you’d say, as you grasped the glass neck of your kryptonite
How your eyes fogged, fluttered, floated, like buoys in the night
We are my favorite drink: on the rocks.