Open box walk out try on T-shirt lose lunch read book look in mirror dance a jig lay down on the couch kick a ball change channels on the television look across the plain empty cat litter box balance math equation explode chemistry set laugh out loud yawn and stretch.
Dapper stop wallet crane cat house lizard up
Ivy walk eat honeycomb Mars marshmallows
Reef tampering smooth street pickle helmet
Jade qualms strings succulent beneath swatch
Deer wacky arrangement Tupperware cattle
Link sound real pat skink and bounce talent
Maneuver ancient check van take qualms
Belief swarm bleed sock street tube smell ape
Weird eerie smooth range small wound soul
Cookie spot babe wall eat sort battalion order
Happy apple cling to a limb but fall when it’s
Time. Nasty worm carves a tunnel in my apple.
I don’t see it, so I take a bite. Nothing fazes me,
For a while. I am strong and I am free. I
Express myself in a jolly, meandering way.
That is the solution to my desolation. Aargh.
Close happy turn run don’t leave come back
Realize remain you will never believe in me
You will be mine no I tried we are together
Change is hard going back is not possible
We can only go forward I only want the best
For you and the rest come with me stay here.
Today is the day for returning to the grave it is a lovely day to spring to life it is a good day to play outside the sun is shining and the sky is blue and this is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it!
I like to walk across the grassy fields and roll around in the dirt and go swimming and play in the pond and run through the sprinkler and jump into the air and slide down the slip and slide and climb on top of the hills and up the trees and out on the limbs at the edge of the limbs, waving in the breeze. It’s fun!
Would you take my hand tonight,
And would you take the lead if I asked you to,
For this once it would be prudent,
To follow our feelings for each other,
Yes, it would be best,
To act on our impulses,
Because we are young and soft,
And we will live forever
In each other’s eyes, yes, and
In each other’s arms,
We are invincible.
So take my hand tonight.
Something I said, in memory,
Something that haunts me every day,
As I look back on tempestuous times.
Times of strife, chaos, disorder, conflict.
Times of sadness, anger, violence.
Those days are not my fondest.
Growing up in my mother’s home,
We argued, we fought, we shouted,
There were hurtful experiences to be sure.
And on those days, when the tension
Boiled over into an expression
Of hit and miss, chase and tag, and
The belt would come out. Oh, the belt!
Those times I would run to the front door,
Unlock it as fast as I could, and run
Down the sidewalks and across
The streets of my neighborhood,
In my socks, or barefooted,
In the rain sometimes, or after dark,
To my friend’s house, where I could cry,
And then relax and forget, and then
I could be safe again, and then,
My mom would call, to check to see
If I was there, and she would say
I should come home. And when
I was sure the storm had passed,
I would go home again.
So I said to him, do you take baths in volcanoes often? He said, not often but I do like a cup of soup every now and then. Cues. Cuz, you don’t know the half of it! He likes to munch on cucumbers and bathe in onions! So what time do you walk around the block on your tip toes? Is there a certain temperature you like it to be when you’re soaking your feet? Or how about when you clean your dentures? Atta boy!
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