Links are optional, scroll or journey, up to you I woke *up* feelin ruthless as the redsox lean years ahead, our beloved Tony C, our Adonis from Swampscott, in the dirt, eye blackened, career over, like that the sound of one finger snapping (and I look at how it all worked out, my life 86ed, all the tenderloins grilled with onions, booger people in me head taunting,
Ruthless Poem
Ruthless Poem
Ruthless Poem
Links are optional, scroll or journey, up to you I woke *up* feelin ruthless as the redsox lean years ahead, our beloved Tony C, our Adonis from Swampscott, in the dirt, eye blackened, career over, like that the sound of one finger snapping (and I look at how it all worked out, my life 86ed, all the tenderloins grilled with onions, booger people in me head taunting,