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~for mark john junior~ the spigot turns counterclockwise, oft I wondered why, is it the magic way to make things rise... 'pon occasion, the water shuts off, turn left to right or vice versa, no juice no bath and life starts to stink, especially under armpits and you think how many love poems does one soul in his lifetime possess, and can I do better than my last... if at all sometimes you stare at a blankenship ocean adrift, pirate hijacking victim, no grub, no paddle or map, but an empty water bottle baffled you ask it to point north, laughs at you, asking, "am I a compass, or you, a complete *** a seismic groan out loud, registers on Florida's hurricane wind watch how come this to be meteoric loss of metaphor bridging, search the Internet for the ****** of poetic inspiration, and an error message delivered: "plagiarize, or better luck next time sucker" patience, football, thy women, will in time realize the artful truth realized: "Creativity is allowing oneself to make mistakes; art is knowing which ones to keep" Scott Adams (creator of Dilbert) so go forth, make mistakes plenty, keep some good, the pink ones fyi, my fav, look that quill in the face, and give the lazy ******* some lip, reminding it, it gets paid and ink drinks, by the word
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:35 PM UTC
Quill, Regain thy Composure
~for mark john junior~ the spigot turns counterclockwise, oft I wondered why, is it the magic way to make things rise... 'pon occasion, the water shuts off, turn left to right or vice versa, no juice no bath and life starts to stink, especially under armpits and you think how many love poems does one soul in his lifetime possess, and can I do better than my last... if at all sometimes you stare at a blankenship ocean adrift, pirate hijacking victim, no grub, no paddle or map, but an empty water bottle baffled you ask it to point north, laughs at you, asking, "am I a compass, or you, a complete *** a seismic groan out loud, registers on Florida's hurricane wind watch how come this to be meteoric loss of metaphor bridging, search the Internet for the ****** of poetic inspiration, and an error message delivered: "plagiarize, or better luck next time sucker" patience, football, thy women, will in time realize the artful truth realized: "Creativity is allowing oneself to make mistakes; art is knowing which ones to keep" Scott Adams (creator of Dilbert) so go forth, make mistakes plenty, keep some good, the pink ones fyi, my fav, look that quill in the face, and give the lazy ******* some lip, reminding it, it gets paid and ink drinks, by the word
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99/M/NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:35 PM UTC
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