Last night my sweet Muse came to me in a dream and she said: “It would be great if you were closer to me, I could come over and lay my head on your shoulder and have a good cry … But then again, the smell of Ben Gaye really burns my eyes.”
She kissed me in the cash and prizes (your junk, privates, twigs and berries) and then she took me to the ground. Mmmmmm nice dream, please stay, don’t go.
Pills are kicking in, the pain is being masked by the drugs, and slowly going away. Which is really a good thing, I should stop talking to people wearing Bluetooth headsets by the end of the week. They in turn should stop looking at me like a dowdy old fool.
Well HE started it first! It’s not my fault that he cannot outrun a lawn mower They get that from YOU it could not have possibly come from my side of the family.
Here is your virtual greeting for the day … wait for it … Okay. Now get the —- off my lawn. If you cannot say something nice, then maybe it is time to be quiet.
Something about summertime that stirs the imagination and invigorates the soul. Stealing off and skinny-dippin down at the Cimarron River, if mama ever knew, the lickin I would have received. Special days and times, now so precious to me.
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter. Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honey-suckle in the air, Daddy turning on the sprinkler, letting us run thru it in our underwear. Falling asleep in my Grandpa’s lap, to the sound of his pocket watch ticking in his vest. Angel Food Cake on the counter and a silver fork in my hand.
I believe all the cheese in the center of the pizza and the heavy doses of greasy meat are worse than the thick crust. I believe that because of age, a diet heavy in these items, no exercise, that I have become friends with my fat. I also believe that I will never be thin or skinny again, but I make up for it with my tremendous personality and my personal charm.
I am on a roll as my friend Clifford likes to put it. Why not?
The-Old-Truck made it all the way to the gas station today, and it was just under $65 to fill it up! I am on a roll. Called DISH Network and after patiently punching several hundred numbers, got connected with a nice lady who …. believe it or not …. actually spoke English.
Closing my eyes I can clearly see your profile, you are such a lovely vision of beauty, swaying in the dim light of the room, you fill my world. I come close and feel your body pressed up next to mine, with my lips I trace the nap of your neck, and your fragrance excites my senses. Your scent drives me to the brink of consciousness. You smell so delicious I am on fire and I desire to consume myself with all that is you. Hopelessly I know that I am a prisoner of your love and affection.