Late last night, where I read some of my COVID poetry.
Each piece is framed in the form of calling someone.
I spew all these words at you, releasing them from bonking around up in my noggin causing a ruckus.
I spew all these words at you, releasing them from bonking around up in my noggin causing a ruckus.
Late last night, where I read some of my COVID poetry.
Each piece is framed in the form of calling someone.
