what is my regression
modern man, modern sin
what is our perspective
modern poison, modern plan
willows, warped in warm sun
couldn't keep you from your metal braces
subdued, subdued, mental braces,
dulled, not diluted
a poem written by drew
Buy a shirt and send me a picture of you in it and I may feature any poem that you submit that looks like it vibes with our peace. You'll own the domain/page path you choose. For example, if you want to own /product/pumpkin-spice-latte you could request it and if it is avialble you will have that poem on the website for ever for others to own - I'll even feature it on other social outlets.
Let's make art together.
