I’m tired in ways that are less desperate to say;
Are a workout.
Yoga, sun-staring, meditation.
Trying to get this blindness thing
And meningitis chronically,
Away from my system.
Hold you head under a bathroom faucet- a luxurious vacation indeed.
The minerals are seeping right through my skin!
Oh yeah, we
Got the
74 + 12 nowadays.
Sounds so weird to say that.
Men have more pants in the same color.
I always think of those closets impeccable.
And cherry wood.
Mahogany, never teak.
“That would juxtapose the submission of woodcarveling.”
I a short stack and thrifty nifty
With t-shirts well chosen in genre.
I talk about the same shits and odes.
My Uncle-Saulty. Way of living.
No recliner, a houndstooth lounge chair.
From wayback.
The spygames and treasurehunt
Never quite left my family.
Bring them up by name, and praise another way.
There is not much freedom in loneliness,
But freedom in pillowtalk.
Gentle pulls-aways.
Let’s go back inside.
Got quite a tan there.
Looking young and bouncing decades and dress-sizes.
Is. This. What.
Commitment looks like?
The beneful-doubt to my cancer and my own healing in relationships
The wonky no-manual-forthis.
Type-of-liestyle.
Lifestyles.
Excuse me. Exchoo.
And it seems to go on and on and on likes starches
And flurry powders,
Hunked a potato the other night.
I wonder if any remembers that being native to around these parts.
Sicilian crooners
And only the horses that run wild
Like on
Outerbanks, seem to understand.
You’re gonna drown in the middle.
Family is kinda like the same.
Feel like an outcast and became your own allegiance.
Advocate in your serenity and allegiance is otherwise dismal.
Self-preservation is no lacking to self-doubt
But a good way to kill yourself in stress
The longer-term egodeath.
That never chooses to die.
Immortal Suffering.
Iworkedtoohardforthis.
Well so did the restofus.
All is lost moment, included.
Why gasp at shock of hard times?
I think there’s something kismet…
Now I call shot times on words mentioned naturally in time and flow of a conversation
Just to see it in the subtitles.
Dismal, gross ass medical wins.
Everyone here is a doctor that won’t sound for crooks + holly joints.
What a Saint.
O.
Oh no.
She mentioned it.
We did, indeed.
Haunting isit, like little clay monsters.
Withered mold on a houseplant,
And only the fortunate and sheltered and those who have not slept outdoors without a bed once to pull nightguard duty.
Hmph.
It seems your wires are crossed.
Lichen is quite,
Nutritious.
In a standstill.
Still, not stagnant.
Pervasive.
And I keep centrifuging my water jug and coffee cup.
One called it canteen – militant it seems. For a military personnel persona.
Young guys, never really get it.
Sell me undercover.s.
That’s alright.
I remember you.
Now I’m the old had
Instead of haggish shrew with many cats.
And now my many cats have perfectly many cats.
And Juniura and Corrado everytime, perfect.
We should’ve known of their starry crysoloacihic
And aventurine eyes.
Families of Hubris in Gems.
Now, that’s
Uncanny.
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