he wished he or she would nip someonesplash brighten the confines with lukewarm blood
shehe were unnoticed unacknowledged
a thinspook
Fuck
he thought Im communing with a dog
he wished he or she would nip someonesplash brighten the confines with lukewarm blood
shehe were unnoticed unacknowledged
a thinspook
Fuck
he thought Im communing with a dog
Im tryin
Fri 8 12. 23
Ohyah I would have forgotten our conversation about
that
Stop. You? Your mind's like a steel trap.
Sometimes I need a kick in the head to remind me
Hear me out
I’m listening.
Can you trulyI mean truly colour in an adult colouring book if youre not
colouring with circumcised awwwha the hell for tha matter uncircumcised crayons Theyll have to be arched like a cock
I’m twentyone. she boasted
Ill have to see I D
shaking her beautiful curly red hair it took on a life
of its own But I am twentyone.
Yes But Ill still have to see an I D
Good call she
was inebriatedyet slipped her friends
You have to see my I D.
If you buy something Yes baby your I D
he puts his hands up like it was
a holdup
she yankedup her sweaterbounced
emswayed em several times before yanking her sweater back down
girl had sensational orbs fantastic
aureoles perky nipples was a bit brisk in the airconditioning no sooner had she yanked her sweater
down a girlfriend came chargingup the aisle behind her Were you showing him
your tit? Were you? Were you? Did she show you her tits, did she? She showed
you her tits.
No shame
turns out she was hired as
brewmaster for a local brewery that he passed by on the regular he didnt want to misplace her name among all
the other names he knew was like playing
Jenga
her last evening at the liquor
store
locking the sliding doors
they hugged real hardhed miss her
2105, day-between-2-Ts, 20 12.
23
from far off he heard . . . song. . what song is that?
he returned Oh hey
Song Yes
Yes. smiled lazily What song, Joe?
she shook her head no Not the singer the song.
Moon River
The words tune you’ve snatched
are nice.
Snatched I like tha
she smiled amused conspiratorial
Did Williams write it
Other singers who covered it?
No no Mercer wrote the lyrics Mancini the music
Collaborated. her eyes brightening saying more
Yes They did replied
with his eyes
smiling
pleasingly appealingly Like Lennon and McCartney.
he wasnt invitedwas walking by
had surprise visited a buddy and
his family
they surprised himhad plans
he had time to kill
theyd meet at the house at dinner
the sounds the barbecue emanating
from the backyard were too enticing
he had a bottle of Guinness in hand
Say . . .
Say wha
Say . . I'm not familiar with you.
Im a friend of a friend of Stacies
she accepted it Jaclyn.
Awfully nice to meet you
Ah. nodded Stacie’s my cousin.
You don say
I do.
Ive only just arrived
When you finish I’d like to take
you somewhere.
Where were going Sounds mysterious
I am.
IM
RIGHT HERE
he stepped backwards off the stoop
drawing the screen door with him
she locked the house door behind
her casually flit past him like a bird
You smell great
Thank you.
he followed her across the grass
to the car
she confused himopened the
drivers door
You are
A woman can open a door for a man
can’t she?
She can
Have a seat.
Yes
Yes
three of six did
two of six women said
And so? What?
No I didnt don hate anyone
coed five got twitchy
Oh, Jane. Look, look, look . . .
episode
episodic
Whaever ya must Im
tellinya the two are gone
I remember them
Keepem to yourself
How canya not remember them
I do
Im not always present
Thawoud explain it
I need more thantha
A
daddylonglegs
Yes Correct
Who three times attempted suicide
Attempted
But you intervened
She didnt attempt again
I woud be vigilant She was my companion
Yes
I interrupt Continue
Like an angel A little guardian angel
You straight
Peter J Malmsjo Still https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mVo-4jKJa0
The Whispers Rock Steady https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2C0oX8ZVSmA
New Hampshire
the Tourettes continues
FOE
since everyones
makingup acronyms he madeup one of his own fat orange eunuch
spoke
just wrioting the facts
https://www.pbs.org/wgbh/americanexperience/features/goebbels-biography/