It's the Glue that's Crazy, Not Me

Deep inside intestines lined with freedom crimes,

she’s reaching in.

Searches far and wide for nothing at all;

shaking hands where pad met lead.

A breath she took, one that you can’t hold.

Pretty pain it don’t feel good,

but she made you feel again.

She made you feel again.

The curves are smooth with a jagged edge.

Breaking laws on legal pads.

Black and Blue blood red glue means

she stuck to you.

– Seth Kalkman

Construction management junior