I open my mouth and swallow the clouds.
I see the Vajrayogini dancing in my dreams.
the anti-Christ will be a clown with a red nose
screaming “GOD BLESS AMERICA!”
I'm waiting for the mushrooms to rot.
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Ross Vassilev is a born loser and a poet. He's from Bulgaria and somehow ended up in Ohio. You can read more of his poems at http://rossvassilev.blog.com/.
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