free writing
whipped cream and resentment:
Its just hard to tolerate this. As a kid, I loved a good hot fudge sundae...with nuts and real hot fudge. There are too many cold fudge sundaes being made.
But now I am whipped by this cream. It can't be tolerated. And it is hard to tolerate this world. The world whips me until I have become thick and slow.
Just the other day I said to Myrna..you know Myrna, she is the one who always walks a little sideways and forward. Forward by itself is too direct. I told her that I can't do the daily speech I do. Its meaningless. None of the customers believe me. I don't care about their satisfaction every waking second. No one can. Saying these tired lines just makes me want to be ack on that cruise. That cruise that put me so far into debt I'll never be able to buy another bit of richness.
So it makes sense that I can no longer touch whipped cream. My body is only thinking of me.
Its just hard to tolerate this. As a kid, I loved a good hot fudge sundae...with nuts and real hot fudge. There are too many cold fudge sundaes being made.
But now I am whipped by this cream. It can't be tolerated. And it is hard to tolerate this world. The world whips me until I have become thick and slow.
Just the other day I said to Myrna..you know Myrna, she is the one who always walks a little sideways and forward. Forward by itself is too direct. I told her that I can't do the daily speech I do. Its meaningless. None of the customers believe me. I don't care about their satisfaction every waking second. No one can. Saying these tired lines just makes me want to be ack on that cruise. That cruise that put me so far into debt I'll never be able to buy another bit of richness.
So it makes sense that I can no longer touch whipped cream. My body is only thinking of me.