by chance did you forget

by chance

did you forget

we spoke last night

of

frozen cigarettes

and

the Szechuan God?

Oh,

and the Boston Terrors,

they were shredded

beautiful

damn near

brought me to tears

as they  plumped

then, throwing

Jesus peanuts

to the fire

before you scored,

feeling pretty lit.

blowing Jeff

Karen

kicks ass

with a fine, sharp

wit

'You know

how he can

ramble on,'

            She Says

The well-aimed fart

might have bothered him

more than

            football

or his

            former girlfriend

engrossed in

thoughtful commentary

feels

sooooo good...

afterwards

It's

downloading computer games,

cooking bullshit

and

blowing Jeff

too good to turn down

Although

not a tasty

rant,

might as well pick up

some

finely shredded

dog shit

And

give it

the hot grill

how about

some

skewered and roasted

Jesus?

Damn wonderful,

that

I might go to

Hell

for it

by the way

still, it

sounds too

good to

turn

down.

the still morning sprouts

he's coming

mashed potatoes

            Twice baked

morning

shower Muse

I can tease

with fucking

roasted

words

too good

to hear

fine thoughts

of the

still

morning sprouts

aaahhhhllllglglglggl

Wonderful

Brussels

Made up for

the lack

of any entertaining

corn

Friday morning thought

pouring everything

but

fucking

beer

no problems

now

but to live

it's

Friday, 8:20

nothing

has happened

Of course

I

have a headache

my throat

under control

for the

moment

It's a lovely pace today

Plus a

generally bad

Friday morning thought

at times

at times

frustrating, frustrating

very, very

at times

work is

talk,

actually.

I hear Peggy,

Terry and Mike

striking funny emails

planet earth

Got the

weather, the meteor

Nothing much good

should hold

you up, Tom

Just saying hi

going

going

going

later.......

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An attempt

at restraint

too drunk/full/tired

to shit

I wanted to Feel

that final beer

the yummy London Grille

At least thirty minutes passed

before

I felt

felt what...

hung over

having two cups

coffee pot cappuccino

the mistake I made

scotch

            before bedtime

            Damn good stuff

this morning?

            Sampled French roast

last night I

shouldn't have Fired 

it up

at the yummy London Grille

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correct our problems

improve our suggestions

time and attention matter.

going

            up and down

            Well after talking

But one thing can cause

a lot more corruption

this week

            I am

the crux, corrupted

next week

I am trying Hope

contact me

If you have any questions.

feeling gorgeous

I'm just sitting here

having a boob-job crisis

I'm in love

            yuk ptooie!

that's my heaven

can't wait to get out

another major general

Life

            Where did I leave off?

'working'

'who needs job-hunting, anyway?'

April 1st

My last day

feeling gorgeous

But

I need to cut my grass.

This is where you are.

So

you discuss Hell

with a dry, mirthless chuckle

            cold-hearted bastard

things you keep

                        recognize

                        recommend

                        Reread

note

That Words of Wisdom

            blow gently

This is where you are.

Act Otherwise?

sweat accordingly.

people

            God's mistake.

I AM!

            or had you forgotten?

experiencing emotional stress

Try not to think

you didn't go anywhere

'Email Poetica'

listen to the

Dynamic grumble

rearranging messages

better than work

Can't recall a day

you got such

A great Cool idea

'Email Poetica'

the 7:00 AM offense

It was all right, really

the 7:00 AM offense

odd, obnoxious, loud

my morning

            rearranged

Today so far

like the way up

            radio

attempts to mask

            rest of the world

the quiet car

turning

            into a nice little poem

though Lisa

makes

some really fine

            noises