Because it’s different now and not like it used to be if it ever was, different. I’m different looking at things differently some things interest me others do not and I feel like ‘Lot’ carrying a bag of salt, but that’s the Methodist in me, a touch of the weirdly wonderful Wesley in me. How…
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Rock faces.
One of life’s mysteries why do dogs piss on trees? I fold become corrugated equally I am emancipated but still situated somewhere between. Is the Moon made of cheese? another of life’s mysteries. Ironing on a smile because we can all do that and going the extra mile because we can all do that and…
Consenting adults
I hear classical magical theatrical and then the bell rings, the alarm clock sings out of key, I ask, why me? There’s a voice not mine telling me the time and I wonder, why me? when I’m older I will come back and it’ll be sorry for bothering me I mean…
