i think i spent yesterday as the smelly kid.
no, for really real though-
everything that went IN
left an indelible mark on my aura.
.....or so to speak, anyway.
and that was before it ever came back out.
surface to surface warfare-type hard hard styles.
there was a definite unearthly halo around me.
coffee, a black-as-night cigar,
flat-tire-repair slime on my overalls,
soy hot chocolate;
duders,
there's not enough gum on the planet to
decrapinate a doo-doo buttery tongue
so severely saturated in residue-doo.
and if the musky pressure-treated scum on my shirt,
and the husky stench of super-strong foods in my moustache
weren't enough of an odious, odorous onus,
with an O, neighbors,
although the one with an A
was also in F*ing full effect
i kicked it up to eleven,
coming AND going,
with this:
that's a garlic and garlic oil sauteed asparagus flatbread.
i may be using my skills for the creation of pure evil, ninjas.
it tasted molto molto good,
but there are consequences for a day of decadent devouring.
dire consequences, y'all.
dire.
earth, air, fire, and water.
the major elements were all there.
...and they all smelled of pure destruction.
the vents were open, the flues were on full-blast,
and a desolation worthy of smaug was in attendance.
but for all of the power and the glory
of a furious foulness full of food and fuel,
i didn't, and still don't, even come remotely close
to rivalling this smelly chum-bucket of turds and whey:
olive.
no, for really real though-
everything that went IN
left an indelible mark on my aura.
.....or so to speak, anyway.
and that was before it ever came back out.
surface to surface warfare-type hard hard styles.
there was a definite unearthly halo around me.
coffee, a black-as-night cigar,
flat-tire-repair slime on my overalls,
soy hot chocolate;
duders,
there's not enough gum on the planet to
decrapinate a doo-doo buttery tongue
so severely saturated in residue-doo.
and if the musky pressure-treated scum on my shirt,
and the husky stench of super-strong foods in my moustache
weren't enough of an odious, odorous onus,
with an O, neighbors,
although the one with an A
was also in F*ing full effect
i kicked it up to eleven,
coming AND going,
with this:
that's a garlic and garlic oil sauteed asparagus flatbread.
i may be using my skills for the creation of pure evil, ninjas.
it tasted molto molto good,
but there are consequences for a day of decadent devouring.
dire consequences, y'all.
dire.
earth, air, fire, and water.
the major elements were all there.
...and they all smelled of pure destruction.
the vents were open, the flues were on full-blast,
and a desolation worthy of smaug was in attendance.
but for all of the power and the glory
of a furious foulness full of food and fuel,
i didn't, and still don't, even come remotely close
to rivalling this smelly chum-bucket of turds and whey:
olive.
yep.
breath like a dumpster heaped high with week-old oysters,
butthole like an oil-soaked mountain of catfish,
and inner bellows that belch forth a smog
scented of wilted, rotten lettuce, and corpses.
lucky me.
my sense of smell has been knocked senseless,
and i'm breathless,
not from exertion,
but from a lightheadedness borne on
reeking clouds of noxious fumes.
*
that was yesterday.
today is a refreshing breeze,
a crisp november (rainless) day.
the only vapors emanating from within the Fortress
are the medicine-whiffs of woodstain.
home improvements and empty sinuses.
today is a good day;
never quiet, never soft.....
breath like a dumpster heaped high with week-old oysters,
butthole like an oil-soaked mountain of catfish,
and inner bellows that belch forth a smog
scented of wilted, rotten lettuce, and corpses.
lucky me.
my sense of smell has been knocked senseless,
and i'm breathless,
not from exertion,
but from a lightheadedness borne on
reeking clouds of noxious fumes.
*
that was yesterday.
today is a refreshing breeze,
a crisp november (rainless) day.
the only vapors emanating from within the Fortress
are the medicine-whiffs of woodstain.
home improvements and empty sinuses.
today is a good day;
never quiet, never soft.....
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