Sunday, January 19, 2014

dedication of future malarkey

To the people who tightened their suspenders and belts, spit in their
palms, breathed deeply, pursed their buttcheeks, then DID, and f*+ked
it all up. Thanks. My heart aflame; my mind wandering. Throught the
agony i see and am inspired by bright bluetinged bliss beyond my realm
that hangs like a haze-i know its pleasantly cool, a sweet blanket of
early springtime radiating throughst me imaginationicon.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Collect ur sneezes, cuz im making a vinaigrette.

Yes, collect those sneezes for my vinaigrette. We will dine and then
feign death? "while you were sleeping" i moved ur collection of
shrunken heads and there may have been a miss, but i wont tell(less
than a breath away) by how much. Will be more sentimental next time,
cuz that puts buttocks in the seats!

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

i miss you, (kissey sounds)

so sweetcheeks, do you think i'll miss next time or will someone need
reconstructive surgery?