the last poem i did, with the first gambino account circa 2003 september-ish, drew a lotta critcism and red. so i'm leery
i made neeed a k loan to get my mind stimulated
was going through some old boxes last night and found one of his dildos. It still smelled like him. After 7 years. Or maybe it was just my imagination. Ever had that happen? Felt strange. i jagged off soon after