. . . Well
Well . . .
Well what?
Well well
You drive me nuts.
Please.
What’s
well well?
A well well
The water I made our
coffee with
I
walked to the village square and from the well I tossed a bucket in retrieved
it were drinking it
looked like hed been shot bottled water drinker that he was That may not have been wise.
Im not thought to be wise
Im curious
I drank from it tasted good before I committed to
carrying a full bucket back Cold Pristine
Au naturel
Like in olden days
And you chose not to give me an option .
not to be part of your . . . your adventure misadventure . that for it we might
get some type of fauna, parasite, unfurling in our guts?
From one parasite to another
We also might not
catching his bemused expression guy always sought bemusement Don’t you dare say . . live a littl . .
. . I
cant help myself
Live a
little
angrily You know, for someone with staid
routines, when you step out you really step out.
I do But I thought it woud be nice to have a partner for a change
he
beat his eyelashes Youre they
I’m me not they. You
poison me, and then assign me a pronoun.
Mes a
pronoun
Youre
self-referential scratched at the scab of an old continuing
argument
Your severe hardwired tendency to
use yourself as the benchmark the gold standard for understanding anything
Things have to pass through the sieve
tha is you
I suppose well see wha kind of sieve you actually are
he glared not
an attractive look If I get ill your paying for my treatment.
Or not
So pessimistic
Thas my job
Screw you.
Pessimistically optimistic
Screw.
You.
Aah Live a little woudya
sometime
AM, Sunday, 25 1.
26
Free
Wishing Well https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIotFhpGmc0
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