Wednesday, September 5, 2012

repetition words.

where would you go?
where would you go?
where would you go?
where would i go?
where would i go?

i'm turning to shell silverstein, i know.
i'm turning to shell silverstein, i know.

because.
he makes me laugh.
and genuinely makes me cry.

what's the temperature tomorrow?

i feel so weak and wan and may take tomorrow off, to recover.

hilarious

your
issues
issued a
statement
to my issues

issues, issues, issues
keep your issues quiet
we've got bigger issues here
no, we've got better issues here

keep your issues, over there
they stink. putrid. they're nothing
your issues are not the issues at issue

and our issues will not issue an issue with yours

ok.

ah yes, here

dear you:

readers do not read this blog.
they do not  know that it exists.
it's out there, free to be read, yes.
but i have never mentioned it to you.

i don't know when i'll be back
actions speak louder than words
i'm putting the cart before the horse
we'll see what happens, in due course

right now i need to press ignite
get on this hot air balloon
and go on a joyride

this is bringing back memories
i  just cannot bear to relive

i'd rather watch this unfurl from above