and another 'nother round trip road trip
to deliver the dopeness away from here,
and unto others in less worthy sectors of
the world at large.
all i can say about getting ready to get lost,
and about emptied out nests
just as the birds begin to build their own
happily homemade babycake activators?
it's this teleportational representation:
thank heavens for panniecakes, kids.
without 'em,
everything else could've overtaken the day.
yeah, that's real.
the two little-bitty bright spots that anchored
these past days and nights have moved
from their firmly affixed family togetherness location
southward to less firmly fresh firmament.
awwwwwwwwww, man.
now it's cold and dark and busted all over again.
still,
i'm always grateful for whatever time i've been given,
and i haven't given up the ship just yet, neighbors.
plus,
it's erf day.
all day.
i smoked an enormous stump of monoxide magic,
whilst driving at an uneconomically fuel inefficient speed.
i needed to be back here,
and i needed to breathe fire.
luckily, i had what i needed and i made it happen.
and now,
i've got every light in the whole house on.
it's not spite, kids,
it's illumination.
where there was a deficit of bright bright bright spots,
i've made my own;
never quiet, never soft.....
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