Old age
is its own reward.
Before you get too excited,
works both ways.
Works both ways.
Thinking there’s a haiku here.
Momma told me not to cum.
That ain’t the way to have fun, son.
Just back from a funeral.
I don’t know if there’s life after death
same way you don’t know crazy people
know they are going crazy
right before they head that direction.
I know.
I
know
Give me a orphan goat with green hair
or a blonde baby with puppies in her pants
and I will show you a real person
or I won’t
ever
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing.
Say it again.
Its own reward.
Sometimes when I write, turn my computer into a jukebox. I can feel it in your eyes, I can feel it in your touch.