Ambidextrous
Veins are so needlessly gross to me
I venerate the bookmark of a buddhist virgin mother
I’m teaching myself to be ambidextrous
I write well this way
It’s a good goal for 2015, I think
It will be far more efficient
And if I break my arm, I will still go on
If my left hand decided to be productive for bloody once
Where there’s a will there’s a way
But I must go
My apartment beckons