Saturday, March 16, 2019

so many windows but maybe i was wrong, need it once numbers down, prefer to twelve, don't know about sh....


I’ve been on a big noir kick lately!  Or have I?  The more I learn the less I want to know.  I drank heavily last night from a bottle of very cheap  red wine I purchased at the corner store. I’ve really been paying attention to the dust lately; blue backdrop and an elegant white bird in the foreground.  I understand the concept of peacock in the snow and realize it all relates to the lush land of Italy where I’ve never travelled but who knows what the future may bring?  I cooked liver last night and consumed it with a cup of red red wine.  I like that song Lemon Crush from the Batman soundtrack (not the score mind  you but the score is great too).  It’s like eating a giant lush cold piece of chocolate cake.  Even though I’m not really a cake guy, more of a pie man.  Very soon of course, I must acquire the initial zorn of mine. mayhaps I was taken deep into the throes of inspiration while listening to the scrotum impaled man tear it up on the sax in the luna lounge!  Of course, again, the dust is linked up heavily or something or other.  There’s someone in my house.  A new volume of ugliness is calling to me.  I had liver and onions for dinner last night and liver and onions for lunch today.  And then I ate a popsicle.  And such is the nature of wisdom. 
Of course I spent a decent amount of.  I’m drinking again but hey.  I watched Meet the Feebles recently and loved it.  That Jackson used to make really good films.  It can be truly said that I ate a can of yams for dinner.  
It was all about memories or something.  I think this is how life works.  Then the recurrent moment of love and inspiration and who did I see at the ball?  I’m already forgetting.  Ah, now I remember.  We’re losing touch.  I didn’t know what they hell they were talking about but my body is not made of golden metal.  Soon the season will begin anew. i adored the burning.  slowly at first and then everything perfection in final moments.  what does it all mean?  i'll be haunted for long time.  
And I think I understand what was being discussed now that is then.  My name is pena though it never combs so neatly back.  I am the dreamer and you are the dream and this is….  Chinese box but that is much later and thankfully not even a concern right now.  That’s what it means to be a world class lameass like yours falsely.  The colored ones intrigue me.  I am more interested than anything else but I don’t even know what that means.  Or why. There is a little teal notepad by my keyboard.  I don’t enough enough booze for tonight.  As I said, my name is pena.  Read the books.  I started with Sartre.  And now I won’t be able to sleep but it is not his fault but rather the subject is the culprit.  What have I done recently?  Who can even say.  Ah, the automobile.  I did love the war of jokes and riddles.  And my favorite color is red.  Speaking of, I have the new…he said to me when I climbed into the motor vehicle.  Then years later I would eat a sumptuous dinner straight from the can and it all links back or something.  I just wish I knew who and why the fireworks were going off during the day time but I think I have my answers and it all came after a brisk dance.  I feel so shellish now.  You know what I mean?  I have a new old discovery.  There is a lovely nurse waiting to provide comfort.  I need to get my ass out of the dirt.  I ate ramen earlier today.  I informed a friend the other day of my way to doom. The option for purchase is something which will destroy me.  too much control.  I can’t even think about anything anymore.  Now I see it all cleary no wait that doesn’t make any sense because the most perfect analogy was spoken in another language and it was all so beautiful and of course the clouds go away but the sun doesn’t come back but that’s okay because there’s a blanket on everything and I can sleep but without it I realize there is only being really really scared.  Dry.  I felt love the other morning though.  And then it all came down to what kind of chew tobacco I’m going to chew and that’s what being Ricardo means to me.  I guess.  Or something.  I guess he showed me what I was but maybe I’d feel so much more comfortable walking those urban streets by myself that is until I encountered someone but who knows I just need to…yeah, I know.  I almost left my posh flat today but I was too scared to.  Then I imagined myself being strangled and it was quite exciting.  Lovely just the other day.  I see it was a dinner and there was no such thing as age and it was all happening in multiple eras and there was acceptance and encouragement from a…who has had the most…one day take that trip but for now was this a blissful sign of encouragement we must all strive to do the best and enrich and make beautiful and I read a book by someone I really liked or something but no this moment was superlative and copper hair and I realized the thing about the profile but you know going down that road and I finally understand why cruise me why cruise and I laughed and wondered if I qualify and maybe I do and isn’t that just…lovely and inspiring and great and I


Luckily I made it home in time to see Liptai Claudia from 2013. And for those seven minutes and seven seconds everything was right in my perennially miserable world.  Oh for my face to be her footrest (especially after she had a long hard day of work) while she berates me would surely be the….

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