The library farm.

Library, library. 

I was in the mist of 

depression when I purchased 

the farm. I smelled of dung and

the crystals formed in your

bloodshot eyes. April

the 5th was when you

rejected it and 

slamdunked a book

in my face. 

REPENT!

you Screamed in the 

Library… Library…. Library….. Library……