say, you look find today.

you look just find.

sanguine comedians roll across the hills of
pop culture like waterfalls in Banff. Two
sriracha-soaked eggs gaze like ****** eye
-***** gouged in a midwestern southern comfort.
short temperament and a sweet disposition.
short temperament and a sweet disposition.

"Millions long for immortality who don't
know what to do on a rainy afternoon."
If I could live forever, I wouldn't. I will live
forever. Whether this is a gift or a curse is
nothing to decide; seeing as I will draw a
blank when the blank is fired. Once I was
a fish, and once I was pollen. Once I was a
tree and once I was a logger. Once I was
Once I was Once I was Now I am.

I Am.

"Millions long for immortality who don't
know what to do on a rainy afternoon."

slap my ***- - - then wonder if
there truly is a lag between the
'slap' and when you hear it.
science says there is. does it
matter? sleep now, before the
slap of my *** rings through
the hallow enclave of your
overthought.

slap my ***-- forget
the question. slap
my ***
again.

between past numbing's, she
couldn't believe it was over like
the oder-neisse. 'subversive! Exhilarating!'
raved Time Magazine-- 'just what we've
been waiting for- a true summer
blockbuster!'

he didn't mean it.

Really, he didn't.

Room yawn nothing do. Waiting
for release for the release of
waiting longer between. Slick
unshowered, silk undressed,
heavy credit card and lighthearted
humour, I called you 'funny' and
let you chuckle away to the nether.

light as a feather.