Sunshineshapedbulletholes

Tell me where a novel idea will play.

in the field of fairer affairs ill sit and wait.

for a smile ill fall in love with the angels there,

ill compose myself with the longest knife i can find,

ill make sunshine shaped bulletholes in ma mind.

tell me why akure my dear has to cry.

is it the way i comb ma hair?

or the way i squeeze your smile?

heh....