Thursday, November 15, 2012

Falling gnarly

So I took this totally gnarly spill off my board into that famous pier that other people like to surf around as well. Anyway here is my poem for today:


Gnarly Spill
you are not very chill
when I get up and
wipe the blood of my chin
That's when I say

"touché" gnarly spill
you messed up my face
and I can't fight you
because you are not a bro

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