always a pleasure he would say leaving after another tattoo & coffee session hes not come back but i believe he meant it & reciprocate hes only a victim of convenience & happenstance of the thorns & soft moss underfoot on lifes slow journey to the big lake
vonnegut & goodis paperback spines busted night fire spits outdoors ~ the small gods burn small leaves gentle lakes dirt beach ~ we react as water in a winter like stone pocahontas pikachu & me
A TV AD I FORGET FOR WHAT theres a tiger in the bungalow
hes half tranq'd fully b'tiful prob endangered and the contrast is delicious when he lays across the divan like a lightning striped deep-velvet emperor noble and guiltless and i am jealous window shopping online again COUNT YOUR WEIRD BLESSINGS if you got no legs johnny and those tories johnny they cut your money and took your bedroom but you cant get out anyway johnny to see what else they gone and done can you ? so you see johnny them tories got a plan dont they ?
much more than just spite UNVOLUTION we climbed out the lakes saw the land thought fuck this and quickly hid in the trees and when we got our blood up and came down again we stood in the weird water of the looking glass wasting ourselves wondering at the moon our opposing thumbs stuck in the air for a fast lift out of there