“…gleaming with ignorance, maddened by chastity…”
Late at night.
I know I look like I’m doing nothing.
I’m thinking.
So fuck you very much.
In a Clockwork Orange kind of mood,
he wore his black bowler hat to the liquor store.
Have you met yourself?
Clutch my pearls and talk to me dirty.
He had started out with nothing
and managed to keep a little of it.
The old man wore a hat because studies have shown
he was too charismatic to move around freely without his head covered.
Just want you to know I mean you no harm.
Self-abuse but not in a good way.
The vapor-locked refrigerator may be getting stronger than I am.
She touched him.
Only fame can bring power to a Viking.
A good day – when nothing you can’t fix goes wrong.
My normal is different, different than yours.
And aren’t you glad?
I am playing with you, I admit it.
I’m playing like when we were children.
That child thought he loved you.
Whatever that meant.
Of course, life is a bitch.
If it was a slut, it would be easy.
The life you have is no more important
than how you have it.
You’re a sexy silly poo-poo-head.
He had the courage to say he was afraid.
It’s not a bluff if you’re willing to die.
Cherish the feeling when you are young
because you will need to remember
how you felt when you become old.
There is always the element of recently.
Who have you done for me lately?
If you are born round, you don’t die square.
The old man watered dead trees.
Gleaming with ignorance,
maddened by chastity…
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