Koollegged

Koollegged
The river where your legs meet sprouts wings and rus and crawls and kicks and now speaks.
the feelings i get now are close but i doubt they could ever compete.
i remember drinking kool aid its odour and its taste and drinking 7-up to get well.
a picture of jesus and an indian over my bed, and playing with parts of my self.
and now you're so forgiving.