Found Mica

Found him dead, Alone, Front corner of my kitchen, Bleed to death, Still clutching his murder weapon, It was onr of those God Damn lids of the son of a bitch cat food 9 lives, I recall the can it didn’t open properly, He could not free himself from it, So he died alone, InContinue reading “Found Mica”

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