Bang!
SC WWOWW
Mix.
Gross vole tail salami
faced
Greek zen shin.
Yes!
Equip diver greatly.
Skeet room,
fix truce odor.
Dix
fang faced
BBs!
Yeah!
Wow!
Nodes nip nature.
Dial oh load
Le!
!!!
Monday
City lights
Is this city destroying itself?
Why are those lights so bright?
A train goes both ways.
Why am I so afraid?
Why are those lights so bright?
A train goes both ways.
Why am I so afraid?
Grob gropped!
I grob
gropped a woman today.
I didn't mean to
but we were in the same crowd
and she shimmied past
in front of me
to get a better angle
hopefully
the band shot of the night.
She shimmied past me.
I was clasping my hands
in front of me.
And so held back of hands
felt ass!
I didn't mean to
but we were in the same crowd
and she shimmied past
in front of me
to get a better angle
hopefully
the band shot of the night.
She shimmied past me.
I was clasping my hands
in front of me.
And so held back of hands
felt ass!
Stuck
There are stones,
with one,
your mindfield marking those left once,
one by one,
and for all.
But as you sit here obsessing,
like all,
about the no-good-for-you's,
these, dear,
have gotten you,
held beyond the grave.
with one,
your mindfield marking those left once,
one by one,
and for all.
But as you sit here obsessing,
like all,
about the no-good-for-you's,
these, dear,
have gotten you,
held beyond the grave.
40 km/h wind warning
For the ride back,
we flew on the breeze;
a much anticipated
tail wind pleased.
Drawing the gang
They know what's going on.
They've spotted me for sure.
My measured stare gets smirks and a challenging air.
The body parts know when
to cover the current subject of intentful eyes.
The drawing is not over,
but the game is done.
Won, a simple victory,
to the friends across the street.
They've spotted me for sure.
My measured stare gets smirks and a challenging air.
The body parts know when
to cover the current subject of intentful eyes.
The drawing is not over,
but the game is done.
Won, a simple victory,
to the friends across the street.
The storm
The grass lies still
pointed towards the sky,
until a sudden wind
picks up your hair,
blinds and robs you of your face;
sets flowers dancing
at a fast-forward paced jive.
A dog scurries on the side of the road,
a messenger of the storm to come.
His hair flaps backwards,
unable to resist the gusts.
He pauses for a moment
to tell me the news;
though I already know,
so I give him a scratch
and a inquisitive look instead.
He moves on,
crosses the road
and disappears as the wind pushes the rain further.
pointed towards the sky,
until a sudden wind
picks up your hair,
blinds and robs you of your face;
sets flowers dancing
at a fast-forward paced jive.
A dog scurries on the side of the road,
a messenger of the storm to come.
His hair flaps backwards,
unable to resist the gusts.
He pauses for a moment
to tell me the news;
though I already know,
so I give him a scratch
and a inquisitive look instead.
He moves on,
crosses the road
and disappears as the wind pushes the rain further.
Bike trip
Rain, rain, and more rain.
Caused an early start.
We are headed for Red Point.
The ocean is beautiful,
the sand is squeaky on our heels.
I dolphin-dived with Annie,
up and down, down and up.
We stood in a circle and sent
our wishes in sand thrown to the sea.
The audience was great;
they numbered close to 98.
For Annie's birthday,
we ate cake and pie and berries too.
Cat tells the story of the glassblower's son.
We sat by the fire with stories and wine until we,
like the embers, burnt out and slept.
Caused an early start.
We are headed for Red Point.
The ocean is beautiful,
the sand is squeaky on our heels.
I dolphin-dived with Annie,
up and down, down and up.
We stood in a circle and sent
our wishes in sand thrown to the sea.
The audience was great;
they numbered close to 98.
For Annie's birthday,
we ate cake and pie and berries too.
Cat tells the story of the glassblower's son.
We sat by the fire with stories and wine until we,
like the embers, burnt out and slept.
Wednesday
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