Sometimes you wonder what it is that you’re not seeing.
Best left unsaid, but which part?
How could I know?
Do the opposite.
Say everything.
A silly way of being.
Diarrhea diorama. Dramatic diarrhea dilemma, dastardly documented descriptions of doing dirty deeds, downright scoundrel.
So shame shoves sir’s skull downward. Keeping a guy around to carry your sadness…
Frown ward.
Shoot the mind somewhere else, anywhere else..
Brown turdπ’π’
Get up, stretch like a muh fuckin tulip reaching for the sunrise.
Streeeetch…
Get some pacing in while the sun’s coming up..
There’s mosquitoes, and 18 wheeler engine braking.
Whoosh.
Whoopsie
Where’s Waldo when winnebagos wander wildly? What Wiley whaletooth wearing whatchamacallit will walk west?
Why?
Fucking…why…π’
Dramatic pause…
Cartwheel!
Split yourself in three and shoot a triple cartwheel at them..
Three!
More aggressive than two,, the bully of One.
Three.
Astral cartwheels..
All directions.
Emanating from within.
No evil weasel.
No nuclear wessle.
Waffle tea bruise maid.
Novelty crusade.
Windshield wipers.
Full diapers.
Regret is a pest reset.
Clinking empty cans… Bugs are getting in there… Rather alarming,,but only at first.. If you can zoom out a little,you calm down.
Have some kind of peace βοΈ.
If Solomon chose wisdom,,, I might have chosen peace.
Maybe π€
I don’t know why.
I don’t know.
I don’t know why anything, even basic shit… I don’t know.
It’s a fun adventure trying, even if you get scraped up, stutter stutter stutter.
Shutters for gutters, Mrs “worth” gives you butters…
Fouling fake accents..
Parading parallel apprehension..
Tension.
Don’t mention.
Murders of the Clinton’s.
The Clantons , recanting, the days all but slanting, ,,the sloping the doping,the midnight toking.
The token frat guy.
The potent crap side..
The Kremlin’s gremlins, rushing independence,, fake side, Bright side,
Seven people in a gas station, buying Lotto tickets.
One after another,
Day in, day out..
On repeat.
Love you like a love song π
Sing along πΆπ€
So….
It’s settled.
All is squashed.