Awakened by the
exit of the
broccoli water.
I hope you're alright.
You sound a bit shitty.
Please
Don't worry about me.
I have a jade egg for my vagina now.
Everyone's tired
of hearing about it
Already.
Vincent suggests, "Don't shit where you eat."
But sometimes you shit
Or shit vaguely,
And still get invited
For snacks.
In other news,
The OkCupid foodies
Are naming themselves after tacos.
Unimaginable tacos
Un-vaginal tacos.
Gordon Taco.
Taco Guillaume.
Almost all the tacos
Contained iceberg lettuce.
A heart that sighs
does not have all it desires.
Taco69
plus some kind of trendy salsa
And one of those unconvincing
references to happiness.
"I am wat U R looking for."
"Who is Magareth Atwood?"
Likely
the arc
has to do
with needs.
"I hope I'm not a narcissist,"
said the Married Man.
My sense is
he hates himself
too much.
An unexplained craving for radishes.
I want to preserve my Youth!
My dear Lady,
I saw your page.
Your are
very nice
And beautiful.
Condescending Taco
Corrected a "to"
With not enough o's
Or too many.
He remarked upon
What seems to have been
My emotionally turbulent life.
Well,
I am not
a delicate flower.
Though I do have a soft spot
for Vincents and Patricks.
Hi dear Lady.
Did you receive my message?
On a Friday in September
My life's sheer lack of agency
Felt like it was something
to celebrate.
My dear Lady
I am Patrick.
Love to meet you.
Am impressed.
On a Friday in December,
after visiting several spiritual places,
we stopped on the side of the road
on the way back to Rishakesh.
I pissed for what seemed like five minutes.
None of it got on my snowsuit
While we're at it,
Ira Glass sang a song this week.
He does not sing well.
I have never heard you sing
But it made me think of you.
The End.
exit of the
broccoli water.
I hope you're alright.
You sound a bit shitty.
 |
| Once upon a time, there was a broccoli shirt. The broccoli and the cauliflower were best friends |
Don't worry about me.
I have a jade egg for my vagina now.
Everyone's tired
of hearing about it
Already.
Vincent suggests, "Don't shit where you eat."
But sometimes you shit
Or shit vaguely,
And still get invited
For snacks.
In other news,
The OkCupid foodies
Are naming themselves after tacos.
Unimaginable tacos
Un-vaginal tacos.
Gordon Taco.
Taco Guillaume.
Almost all the tacos
Contained iceberg lettuce.
A heart that sighs
does not have all it desires.
Taco69
plus some kind of trendy salsa
And one of those unconvincing
references to happiness.
"I am wat U R looking for."
"Who is Magareth Atwood?"
Likely
the arc
has to do
with needs.
"I hope I'm not a narcissist,"
said the Married Man.
My sense is
he hates himself
too much.
An unexplained craving for radishes.
I want to preserve my Youth!
My dear Lady,
I saw your page.
Your are
very nice
And beautiful.
Condescending Taco
Corrected a "to"
With not enough o's
Or too many.
He remarked upon
What seems to have been
My emotionally turbulent life.
Well,
I am not
a delicate flower.
Though I do have a soft spot
for Vincents and Patricks.
Hi dear Lady.
Did you receive my message?
On a Friday in September
My life's sheer lack of agency
Felt like it was something
to celebrate.
My dear Lady
I am Patrick.
Love to meet you.
Am impressed.
On a Friday in December,
after visiting several spiritual places,
we stopped on the side of the road
on the way back to Rishakesh.
I pissed for what seemed like five minutes.
None of it got on my snowsuit
While we're at it,
Ira Glass sang a song this week.
He does not sing well.
I have never heard you sing
But it made me think of you.
The End.
 |
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