don't read into this, you may start to understand how my brain works.
let me talk about moons. they are desolate, wasteless, a valueless thing. something they do not share with all of us is their light. they soak in so much sun, we wonder if there will be enough energy to sustain our runners, our joggers, our shoppers, our go to-ers.
i wonder if i will have enough stamina to keep smiling
i think that i will just keep it classic. keep it burning keep it reading.
i wonder about my house, if it can ever stay clean for more than 2 hours.
i wonder if my house is going to kill me in my sleep.
i am going to breathe in hypocrisy. love without hypocrisy.
my feet are tired of walking to the same places, and not walking far enough.
parking in the same parking spot, parallel parking my angles are not too far off from yours.
i want to keep it bottled up inside. i want to keep it carbonated.
feelings come out like a geyser.
at the most inconvenient times.
manifested in dreams at the most inopportune times.
i can't feel this way today, i have to tackle a handful of useless problems presented to me on a platter.
the admiral has taken way too much time preparing such a delicate array of sausages and porkchops.
don't you forget about your dishwasher, for the dishwasher, don't forget it's birthday, it's conception.
the invention of the dishwasher.
i was born a dishwasher. my fingers are prunes.
in fact, i feed them to children and i keep them regular.
of course, it is messy and unpleasant, but this is what i have been given.
this is what you have been missing.
i am sorry that i am more fortunate than you, i don't try as hard, in fact i try a lot actually.
i am surprised one has a voice after listening to me scream all the hour of five.
mouth to blade, all hands on deck,
sweep the deck, the seeds have fallen and covered the chairs and there is no where to sit and the poor woman is pregnant. she just found out last saturday, she went to the vet, and the vet looked at her cat, and said,
you have missed your period, you have taken chances, it is time to take a chance... on parenthood!
and everyone laughed and kissed, but inside, the cat died now that it's owner would now be giving life.
the cat happened to wonder what happened to it's mother and if it was alive and taking chances.
swab the deck, sinking ship! why wisdom of the world? everything coming out of the snakes mouth is a sinking ship. in fact, i am quite disappointed in your light.
we were all rooting for you, we had hats, we made up songs,
was it something i said?
i am like a ticking glockenspiel. i don't even have time to think about it. tick,
i wonder if i will have enough stamina to keep smiling
i think that i will just keep it classic. keep it burning keep it reading.
i wonder about my house, if it can ever stay clean for more than 2 hours.
i wonder if my house is going to kill me in my sleep.
i am going to breathe in hypocrisy. love without hypocrisy.
my feet are tired of walking to the same places, and not walking far enough.
parking in the same parking spot, parallel parking my angles are not too far off from yours.
i want to keep it bottled up inside. i want to keep it carbonated.
feelings come out like a geyser.
at the most inconvenient times.
manifested in dreams at the most inopportune times.
i can't feel this way today, i have to tackle a handful of useless problems presented to me on a platter.
the admiral has taken way too much time preparing such a delicate array of sausages and porkchops.
don't you forget about your dishwasher, for the dishwasher, don't forget it's birthday, it's conception.
the invention of the dishwasher.
i was born a dishwasher. my fingers are prunes.
in fact, i feed them to children and i keep them regular.
of course, it is messy and unpleasant, but this is what i have been given.
this is what you have been missing.
i am sorry that i am more fortunate than you, i don't try as hard, in fact i try a lot actually.
i am surprised one has a voice after listening to me scream all the hour of five.
mouth to blade, all hands on deck,
sweep the deck, the seeds have fallen and covered the chairs and there is no where to sit and the poor woman is pregnant. she just found out last saturday, she went to the vet, and the vet looked at her cat, and said,
you have missed your period, you have taken chances, it is time to take a chance... on parenthood!
and everyone laughed and kissed, but inside, the cat died now that it's owner would now be giving life.
the cat happened to wonder what happened to it's mother and if it was alive and taking chances.
swab the deck, sinking ship! why wisdom of the world? everything coming out of the snakes mouth is a sinking ship. in fact, i am quite disappointed in your light.
we were all rooting for you, we had hats, we made up songs,
was it something i said?
i am like a ticking glockenspiel. i don't even have time to think about it. tick,