There's Beauty in the simplest things
She used to make toast and spread
gnutella on one slice and marshmallow fluff on the other.
I would occupy the couch reading suspense
novels while imagining her having my children.
When I was at work covered in sweat grease food
burns neosporin and band-aids to pay the cable bill,
she sucked cocks in the bathroom at the skeller so
I took our mattress and my dresser out back, lit them on fire and
left town.
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Someday, lord-christ-allah-wu wei-spaghetti monster willing that some beautiful woman would be able to put up with me, i will have children. My kids will never wear helmets knee or elbow pads unless required by some organized sport. They will feel the sense of security in knowing that when they venture off alone and suffer a scrape they have a place to run for cleaning up. I want them to play so hard they come home missing socks and one shoe.
And today, thats whats on my mind.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
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3 comments:
Power close. It's all good but vengeful arson rocks.
~christine
hello. how are you!?
i'm well. i'm writing crap.
i like your page. i've missed your work and cheer.
~christine
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