bursting.

what do you duders know about family togetherness?
yuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
up here,
in the woodsly goodness,
at the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
we've got a big-A* expert serving of being one big happy clan
of participants and professional appreciators.
lucky F*ing us, neighbors.
me and harvest and maple and the cucch.
a congregation of the finest and most flavorful available warriors and poets.
and when we're all at the same table, at the same time,
it can really only ever mean one thing, y'all.
you know what it is?
that's riiiiight.
check the breakfast of true victorious champions-type teleport:

panniecakes?!
you can be certain that we know how to get fresh when we wake up.
straight outta bed and into the kitchen i went,
to make sure my main man and my little luxurious ladies has what they needed
to start this presidential cavalcade of vacationary new hottness off right.
kids,
those are heavy-duty mancakes, full to bursting with oat flour and coconut,
and with chocolate chips in 'em,
and maple syrup and powdered sugar on 'em,
and a borderline-grotesque mound of thick-as-hell blueberry magic compote on top.
ka-boom, b!tchbags!
five monster circles of burly lumberjackin' jauns for my mutha-lickin' face!
we do it right, oh, we doo-doo it right indeed.
***********
uh-oh.
even with that solid weight of breakfasty fury roiling inside my stomach,
i'm disappearing.
uh-huh.
i'm just spread too thin,
and i'm stretched to the limits, friends.
i'm not complaining, don't get me wrong;
i'm just letting all of y'all know that there's a point in time and space
when eventually the diluted and distributed dopeness will reach untraceable levels
of detection within the weak-sauce solution of really-real life.
and we're coming up to that point any day now.
in fact,
fifty-two weeks worth of underexisting are in full effect at midnight.
i can't believe it,
but the calendar doesn't know how to tell a fib.
awwwwwwwwwwwwww, man!
fortunately,
the complete disintegration will have to wait util next week.
we've got too much to do for the next few days off!
family togetherness is the paste between the fragments these days.
borrowed time is what i've got,
and borrowed money is where i'm headed,
but right now?
it's me and my last available loved ones, spanning time as a team.
it's all really happening,
inevitably;
never quiet, never soft.....