stop divorces. ban marriage.

• my snout's on an operative trot and i can't catch up. my head hurts and my mind's an a-zoner. and this is what we call, a running nose
• i see a wedding. i see some rings. i saw monsters. i saw brides.
• my unofficial sick-leave-post-work-and-sans-medical-certification shopping trip helped me pick up a married-to-myself ring. it twas' a fruitful.
• i'm missin' little pepsi. i'm missin' P's little pepsi. actually, im thinkin' about P and i miss little pepsi.
• i've become so bad at writing a story i've started summarising everything.
• dear lord of the good heavens i love my new eyes
• last morning at work, i had 2 women tell me they love my hair. when i got to my third it sparked a fervently loveless need, so i embraced someone. love much?
• "you're always the sweeeeetest girl. i need to see you next week. and that is a promise" go sell your shite somewhere else

stolen from a difficult day

"you need a coupon to park your chair here. i am going to fine you 10 cents"

-the brother

they say that you're in love, when reality finally feels better than your dreams

last night i dreamt, that while over at my ex-lover ryry's i discovered he was secretly 30 years old, reared venomous phytons and had an adoptive malay for a mother.

multiple events later when i was home and asleep i woke up, still in my dream, to a text from chernie which stated that he really loved me before i spotted a burglar in the dark and outside my windows.

a very short song

Once, when I was young and true,

Someone left me sad—

Broke my brittle heart in two;

And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,

Love is but a curse.

Once there was a heart I broke;

And that, I think, is worse.

toys

thank you for cheating, please try again

once there was a wonderful man
who donned very luscious tresses
so bronze like golden glows
smooth-skinned like ochred porcelain

tall as he is handsome
strong as he is frank
handy as he is faraway
tasteful, sweet like chardonnay

intentful as he was attentive
fixed a broken laughter as he would a lamp
what makes him a dream,
in fact; perfects a tangible sham

what an unmannered gem

this wonderful man adored me
doted on me like a fool
cuddled me as one would a child
would run for me, if happiness was 22 miles

beam for me, my grace is costly
fly with me, my heart's for free
as cake is to its cream, as salt is to its sea
your puckered kisses, your wishful missus
pickled and prim, eleven years green

such a wonderful man,
you're not this wonderful man

but that's okay

i'll have my own drums to play with someday