vodka drip
abundance of autumnal emotion today again i wear the ostentatiously floral jacket come swooning out of the 70s the good doctor has returned and surprised with a surprise i must keep secret i might be german i might be native american i might be mountain-goat i might be all of these my brother’s toes when he was a baby smelled like cheese ago i feared the ugly of feet i don’t deal with failure i wonder if forever i’ll get bored and flee get bored and flee get bored and flee deliver only to ears while they flatter my mouth stamina like ice cream under sunshine unshaven pedophile under hot swinging light psychedelic clarity after parity is achieved in vodka and twisting wrung wet shirt doesn’t dry right loose twisted arms now loose charm do trial bitch act do crisp white infirm do dirtiest germ they still love you
4 Comments:
delightful
Ha! You're right! It seems today both you and I have left the typical grammatical how-do-you-do's in our dusty wakes. Coincidence, or the environment? Need more empirical data.
your words such words beautiful raging every letter in bold i would invite you for coffee maybe we would talk for hours i'd wear platform sandals and you'd be all pretty like the word blab would be an understatement
Thanks, Patrick.
Glomgold, we must launch this research project, conduct tests, consume Boston Baked Beans. Then we will know.
Transience, I'm drinking coffee now. Can you hear me? Yes to blab and the platform sandals.
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