I Am Drawn In By The Dark Designs Of Her Curvature.

Do you ever think that if a dog sees a seal sunbathing on the rocky shore he would think, "Holy shit! A mermaid!"?

It just takes too much energy to keep you lit up little one. This is not sustainable, post renewable (Wait there's a poem here I think).

Joke

I asked Siri a question and she told me, " I don't know! Who the fuck I look like!? Google?"

Idea.

If I was Burger King I'd make a better Whopper and call it The Whoppest.

The stains of human history

can never be erased,

only masked over until tolerable.

Bee butts, drive me nuts.

People have the wonderful ability to tell you exactly what they need; most of the time they don't mean what they say.

A good life is lived on the half beat.

And is filled full with the absurd, and contradicts itself often.

And all our time spent is either sex and/or distractions from death.

And a lot of arguments begin with miscommunication and live on longer than they should because we make up excuses for our honor.

And money and comforts are wasted if they're not in service of big wrinkly laughs and smiles.

And is too short for me not to feel warm and rosy by the color pink or cry during good books and movies or care if other dudes think it's weird that I like Hello Kitty.

And is too long for me to hate people for loving who they love or what they believe in or when they cut in front of me at the market or lie to me about needing change for the bus but they're really buying beer, it's all okay if they come to me with a smile or positivity, because everyone deserves dignity and sometimes an asshole is an asshole and a nice person is a nice person.

it really doesn't matter to me if the earth is flat or round or that a god (or goddess) exists or doesn't exist or aliens built the pyramids because none of that stopped my step father from getting drunk and beating me or my mom and it didn't stop my mom from dying from cancer.

And seeing how free she was in old pictures, living like unapologetic wildfire, bending time and space to her terms I could finally love her as an individual and outside the context of a mother.

not being embarrassed anymore by how I look because those looks are the living history of the great women before me.

And that none of this is any kind of new revelation.

We never had a song together, but we sure as hell had a life together.