Sitting on the porch Singing poetry like life Specific https://youtu.be/YeqpXkNahFI

When someone says slow train, do you think about a train gaining momentum? Or, perhaps a train stopping? Anyway, who cares! I have been having a hard time writing the past [insert set of time]. So here is the B.S. I did today. Feel free to laugh, I'm funny. https://youtu.be/OVnW91PBl_A The Song is based on … Continue reading Slow Train →

I was sitting outside this joint Looking at a dog I said life to a master In out Eatin dry Me too, I'm dogging Life in a kennel

I I, Eye, Aye Sultry Self Dashing Rouge Morbid Madman . Say nothing of philosophy Do not denounce lack of education Admit you were born this way . You Are Move On . Greater than this? Verily another! Do the beasts or the birds, question empiricism What I Doth Folly .

I was assigned medicine And given a ceremony Not does my medicine come from this

Intermittent kittens broadcasting transmissions of fake missions requiring mittens. . The faces around the room were dour. Fat fingered Jim pointed. Knobby nubs. . Having nothing to say, only means you cannot say IT. (I learnt that from a teacher)