Friday, December 19, 2008

Those Monkies Got Masacred

And the punishment is the plague.
Thirsty for conspiracy
And thirty minus four months and counting.
Count down from one.
Ground hero.
Truth is always better than fiction. I write memoir and pretend let you think whatever you want.
Not that I am an authority on anything, except finesse.

I don't sympathize with the underdog, I am the underdog.
You think this confidant has confidence?

You! Think! This!

I judge you.
I actively try to not judge you.
A bunch of thinking in circles.
I wish it was stylish to be ignorant.


( wait, it is stylish to be ignorant )

1 comment:

circles... all the way down said...

and sometimes, mon souer, these circles never seem to cease...