then to dine on steak, drink sassafras? or to go but wanting not to leave and to pass the baton on
it is done though I've not gone
this is just the practice run the unloaded gun lays on the ironing board the television blaring daring me to do it now, but there's a programme I must see on the BBC or ITV or one of several channels in-between a feature that I should have seen but never did.
The bleak in me or the weak in me I'm never sure which one tells me not to switch the TV on and to do the deed and go into the self destruct, get ****** I say, not too often, but as often as I need.
and so to lighten up I read a copy of Punch, a magazine, I have a hunch I've read this one before nevertheless it closes the door on depression and lets a little light creep in.
Sin do tell when you ring the bell and holler out unclean so I can wash the feet of virgins feed street urchins and touch the robe.
the drawling days nature and her funny ways, I have to laugh at times and at those times it's not so bad.