Lounge Chair Musings: Damned if you’re Dead, Dead if you’ve Read, and Always-Around if you’re a Writer.

Never thought the constant fucking demands for more photography to being “banned” by a Lesley Gore anti-enthusiaast into only taking 2 pics of myself if an entry features pictures of me. “Ur too sexy.” Well I rather be zesty than on another midnight run with Dexty + Crew. Whatever. Blame yo adoptive sister for what and twist the stories and swap a duality Fascismile when 4 Seasons are 4 Plots. Apply them to acredenophanes- then you 3.14even-nopit.Googlollols. of well a Totrehedon. I play Tretean. That’s 400 Googols of those.

Beat me

At every vertex

I prepared

For death.

I love wir th cancer.

Abandon the Vessel.

I already told you.

Ash.

And I already swept it up – good Sam puts brooms in the corner and conjures my fucking Asian broom you burned me with on Mar 28 to eat hollyhack in pines hospital of Raleigh. Fuck you, That’s Dante. Don’t come round here dontcha know!

You’re gonna see ghosts in the triple panes of the windows looking at you..and this is even a ghost tour in virginia.

MelWell+Yellow

It looks more

Brackish.

Like my aquifer.

Give me life and ur in.

Otherwise, Lethe is cut off.

You fucking dualitious bitches.

Suffering is Existence. Existence is Pain. Pain is Suffering.

Be macabre Vegeteleaquaswain about it. That’s a old German philosopher and I guess I’m still philosophizing on that whhyaatttmot.

Not .

Sorry.

They switch letters in America like dog tagz and think ones gonna fool me and a tourist with plastic surgery and blue shade glasses for no blindness just need on mental insanity defense bench. leper bisexual males, I here they grind on tinder and fuel tinder on grindr for a meat sandwich if swehsaty balls.

Oh Gree,e

Demeter loves The Farm.

What’s wrong with the spider webs and time travel hopping dust?? but you buy the synthetic that is literally asbestos. I bet your white lord gopygloopypooeysoilousos like people you preach that made me their “Enemy.” Bust my lung cords again Henry, Harry Tudor Gingle Heimer Coirtwain Smith Schmidt.

Abanaster.

Shitty name, sounds like a nasty absestos-boyle about to pop. I mean boil like leper-pimoles is what they’re referred to in the good book. Oh !9!I MEANT THE GREAT BOOK.

Roger day brwakerbreaker1934-4

It’s almost sweater-weather and just panties season in bed with long socks. Keep em 7 years and they turn into thigh highs. Those mayflowers would never know how to do that, not like gardenias. No. Hm🤭noththem.

sigh.


Who let Mother! Out!

idk why it captures me either like that. the sunlight. it’s like it’s a star.
that’s all I need. just the roots.
why the hostility neighbors? won’t you be kind? you teach the kids that right? chinup.

Just sitting here in my chair by my mini-fridge in the left thin 3/4 panel by the –

she sits sometimes.

still gotta work on the brows. they’ll get darker. I don’t use cacao or dirt.

it’s just homemade licorice from the pan I almost dropped but I caught before it fell.G00dgRipZ.
it’s gotten quite long hasn’t it.

most intriguing of interest – it seems I’ve been showing of my medication Mother Mary and the plant of peace before I lose my mind. It’s not in the brainz your digestive systems can dispel otherwise commonly around here. The Golden Tumor Like the HoldenOieceofShit.

No peepee cus well

.

what can ya do.
it may be very bright
but you should look even if you don’t leave.
it’s not bad, not even for the flies.
In concrete walls like me.
they came from jewelbugs once.
and I came from the Moon + Chaos.

My traits

That’s all I’ve had for parents.

Much to ponder.
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