Who needed a fuckin' ocean?
We bought bags of sand
and flooded our land
to make a private paradise,
and crushed ice
with rocks and laughed,
making the worst margaritas
anyone has ever had.
We sculpted the clouds,
drew on the stars
and made love
under the sun for all to see.
Now, the skies are unmolded mud
splattered on an empty canvas,
and I'm just fucked.
I guess she needed the ocean.





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