Just took 5 mg of melatonin so imma watch AH and make more blackout poetry until I pass out
because im being completely srs about like seeing if I can put my shit and advertise myself in that coffee house of somethinf like it
Ugh I wish this tablet didnt have such a crap camera because I wanna show you some poems but it doesnt have the same effect unless you actually read it from the blacked-out page so like„,
I have poison ivy on the inside of my knee and it sucks buttholes and I blame my dad because I know I got it when we were trespassing on state property after hours getting a geocache because I saw that there was poison ivy everywhere and I was wearing swim trunks
*nearly cracks head on dresser* dont mind me
So I’ve started making blackout poetry. Been thinking about selling ‘em for a quarter a pop or something. But I have nowhere to sell them. Maybe I’ll sit in the center of town with a little basket of them. Or maybe I’ll ask my dentist who just opened up a coffee house in the center of town if I can sell them there or something. Like he can get 20% of the sales aka 5 cents a piece and I get 20 cents a piece and I can usually get like 3 or 4 poems out of a single page and I bought a whole 340 page book for a dollar so like yee. Something to think about. Or maybe I can even like just ask if I can put them out for takesies and ask for optional donations for a starving artist. Like have a sign above the basket like saying just take one and have a jar next to it for tips. Or I could just sit in the center with said basket and tip jar. Ideas, man. Ideas.
(Of course, not all my poems are appropriate and there are a few that I’m really proud of and wanna keep but I mean I can pump them out fairly quickly when I’m feeling it)
can’t sleep, too horny. somebody come fuck me.