(Originally written Thursday, July 12, 2oo1)
kick me white dog I’m stupid
how easily we forget
now that I’ve started I’d like to learn how to turn off the frightful glances and whispers which ring through my head then back down to laughter
then once more to a sight of spoken words more like yells really that stand for get back and
my wrist band is my badge of honor
and then it sinks back into the past and you stress out and let out a big sigh of relief until you have to
understand that you’re not being intimately recorded for playback in some time capsule but rather more for the purposes of courtesy postcards mailed from disguises
bless your heart and soul catsup
perturbed more so unlike before
hear ye hear ye is of the utmost concern
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