Wednesday, January 23

three times as much.

duders,
it only ever goes too far,
for too long,
and with way too much to reasonably tolerate.
you know what i mean?
i mean every single day.
yeah.
so what am i gonna do to get through it?
you already know what i always get busy getting busy with.
check the dark brown activation, my ninja:
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup!!!
triple mocha chocolate chip brownies, y'all.
that's no joke,
so you had better believe it, b!tchbags-
chocolaty chips by the bagful, all gooey up inside the moist, thick,
brown blops of burly coffee-stained super hottness in cake-type form.
...and two loco cocoa-cappuccino kinds of frosting.
add it up.
uh-huh. one, two, and three.
that's triple the dark and delicious decadent delights, kids.
just like i said.
what's that?
is it dope?
c'mon.
what are you?
an A*hole?
too F*ing right it's dope.
i mean,
that's vanilla mocha creme all over the top of that fat block of righteous sexiness,
and rich, buttery mocha chocolate sauce drizzled all over the face of that!
i kind of overdid it, neighbors-
which is to say i did exactly what needed doing, of course.
***********
baking some goodies usually means i'm figuring something out.
and based on this epic feat of treat activation,
i'd say there's a whole lot going on up here.
i may or may not figure any of it out, or get any closure, exposure, or rapture
from the rampant rapport i'm lacking with other emotional roller coaster riders.
warrior poetry is tough business, y'know?
and it's always really happening.
all of it is really going to have to keep happening,
but indoors,
because it's too damn cold outside to even pretend i could want to be out there.
i'm freezing, and no matter how many heavy blankets i heap on myself,
it's just not as warm as an embrace.
awwwwwwwww;
never quiet, never soft.....

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