An experiment ... (writing)
I gave myself 5 minutes to write something off the top of my head. I came up with this insulting but loving piece that gives an example of a symbiotic relationship.
Enjoy.
~megan
Looking Between My Dog's Ears I Perceive Heaven
Stop.
Take a deep breath.
And Relax.
What you are about to read here is probably a bunch of bullshit. But, eh, one must entertain the masses before they regurgitate their brains in a bloody mess.
Are you one of those people who think with their la-z-boy minds? Are your arteries choking on pizza dough and twinkie crème? Or are you resplendent with blood the color of wheat grass and skin made of tofu?
I’m neither, just something in the middle of in-between. My nose is coated in white hair the color of marshmallows and eyes like rising suns. I exist to serve but serve to only please myself. The world is my food bowl, and you are all here to take care of my needs.
I can spin a little dance, sing a pretty tune, and guard your secrets with razor teeth. Uh-oh! Did I make you bleed? So sorry. You shouldn’t get too close to your secrets, they are mine now.
The bed is my couch and you are my pillow. If I knew what love was I’d tell you "I love you" even if it was a lie. If you are happy then my world is happy and I can go chase the rats with the fluffy tails and sharp eyes.
Wait! Before you turn out the light, give me that last piece of pizza before you piss out the flavor in the morning. It doesn’t matter that I eat better than you, look better than you, get more compliments than you.. I’m still hungry for what you got Lady. But I will sit for the last bite, because I think I might be in love with you.
Didn’t you know?
Now go to sleep so that i might rest.
~ 20 July 2004
This comes to you with no editing, spell checking or really caring. Like i said in the subject line it was merely an experiment. ~m
Enjoy.
~megan
Looking Between My Dog's Ears I Perceive Heaven
Stop.
Take a deep breath.
And Relax.
What you are about to read here is probably a bunch of bullshit. But, eh, one must entertain the masses before they regurgitate their brains in a bloody mess.
Are you one of those people who think with their la-z-boy minds? Are your arteries choking on pizza dough and twinkie crème? Or are you resplendent with blood the color of wheat grass and skin made of tofu?
I’m neither, just something in the middle of in-between. My nose is coated in white hair the color of marshmallows and eyes like rising suns. I exist to serve but serve to only please myself. The world is my food bowl, and you are all here to take care of my needs.
I can spin a little dance, sing a pretty tune, and guard your secrets with razor teeth. Uh-oh! Did I make you bleed? So sorry. You shouldn’t get too close to your secrets, they are mine now.
The bed is my couch and you are my pillow. If I knew what love was I’d tell you "I love you" even if it was a lie. If you are happy then my world is happy and I can go chase the rats with the fluffy tails and sharp eyes.
Wait! Before you turn out the light, give me that last piece of pizza before you piss out the flavor in the morning. It doesn’t matter that I eat better than you, look better than you, get more compliments than you.. I’m still hungry for what you got Lady. But I will sit for the last bite, because I think I might be in love with you.
Didn’t you know?
Now go to sleep so that i might rest.
~ 20 July 2004
This comes to you with no editing, spell checking or really caring. Like i said in the subject line it was merely an experiment. ~m