me too.
we'll explain in a little minute,
but first-
after my postponed and ponderous path
over and across the parts of these united states
that i generally try to otherwise abstain from visiting,
and after indulging in the incredible hospitality
of my minnesota peoples, shawn and meryl,
which included a toasty-warm wet bath, for serious,
in a real life tub, even,
with activational gay salt nutrients that smelled like fruit,
i have wee-wee-wee'd all the way home again.
...big F*ing deal.
that's like saying i tried really hard to get back.
and then i did.
and it was like i never left,
which is actually a lot like not being home anyway...
huh?
take it easy.
there's just no place like home,
except nowhere, or maybe anywhere else.
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
c'mon.
it's woodsly and it's goodsly,
and it's time to get busy.
which brings me back to backwards words.
check the fancy-type typeface,
for your face.
teleport:
business,
in card form.
i have those now.
thanks again to my minneapolis duders,
i'm in the business of being a super-sleuth.
you've got problems?
i've got solutions.
unfortunately, they're based heavily on What Is.
it's a thing,
and it's all really happening-
you won't like it;
never quiet, never soft.....78
No comments:
Post a Comment