Doing good. fighting d’town today - renew auto tag-huge rip off/stealing of $$$$---soooooo broke right now. Things tight-Send money. Send food-send clean up crew- carpet shreds funk hypothesis – clean shave screw hair do-me too -- -sneeze funk! Mix & mush up –driver truck – coffee cup- monumental bleep up-w/love
I’m,……
IN,……
The,…..
WRONG,…….
PROFESSION
& tired of fighting people-fist fight telephone-juxtapose mental switch-bloddy nose dried-cause an itch-paperwork headache-knee in a twist-what does it all mean,…….? NOTHING in the end………us humans,…we participate in activities that require no bravery—we live unnatural lives—constantly fighting with ourselves – we are our own worst enemy- we overwhelm ourselves w/worry – oh! The irony-we shake- we sizzle – we quake – we fizzle, out, in the end,--what is the profession you speak of? i must go now- away from here- to a better place- the rd - the phone- it's how we communicate without being next to each other-
but until then,
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