Monday, April 30

over and out.

postcards, y'all.
that's the biggest piece of action that activated
and constituted the whole entire month of april.
yeah.
cut and pasted paper, posted on indexed cards,
and sent off to points known and otherwise.
what.
the.
F*.
it's an incisively indecisive style
of diamond-grade hardness, neighbors.
the mohs,brinell, and especially the rockwell,
and albie rock-well charts all confirm it.
it's hard.
(NOT what she said)
postage stamps and zip codes.
i doo-doo that area-specific numerology sh!t, son.
it's over.
april, i mean.
not postcards.
i've still got stamps after all,
so we're gonna run out the remainder,
and tape up the results before too long.
don't worry, ninjas,
i'm on it-
still want one?
send your address to me:
battlebeasteleven@gmail.com
i can send you a one-of-a-kind text message.
printed out, longhand and sh!t.
that's right, in print, A*-hole.
recognize.
***********
oh,
have you minky mutha-'uckas ever
been active participants in a standstill?
oh, really?
well, that's too bad.
i'm getting busy making moves that
only go nowhere,
and i've been demonstrating my styles
of infinite natural hardness for some time now.
indelible.
that's the adjective.
indelible.
marky markings that last beyond the past,
supercede the present,
and cast their shadowy blots and blarps
on the entirety of the future.
awwwwwwwwwwww.
going nowhere because the lines between
then and now and later on have been smeared
with a brutal stain of barbarian blood and guts?
that's apparently a thing.
a set of hard styles, coupled with hard feelings
that trivialize each and every effort to move ahead.
i've never done more,
and i've never reaped a less impressive harvest.
sometimes, it's all really happening,
but because the future is where i'm at,
it's already too late?
i don't know, yo.
but,
it's definitely something to consider;
never quiet, never soft..... 69

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