February 18, 2005
It's Turtles All the Way Down

Christ You've Really Done It Now, sky blue as it is today.
The wind is too. And so are you!
Blue air in the lungs and blue hair in your air.
Work on weaknesses for awhile.
There are so many of them.
Your cooking for instance.
Is fine.
Your cooking is awful.
My cooking, let me tell you something -
I'm through doing that though.
I'm telling you something now.
Your cooking is awful.
My attitude needs work too.
It wasn't that girl on the phone's fault. She'd had a long day. Repeat after me.
She'd had a long day.
That's courage. A bend in the road.
Or denial.
But my cooking is fine.
Your presentation's disastrous.
Don't be like that.
I can't help it.
I know that, but surfaces are never deeper. Do you
remember how you never used to make your bed?
I was a good kid.
You were only going to get in it at night again anyway you'd say.
Actually, that was never the reason.
Do you know what the fountain of youth is?
Maybe I don't need a fresh bed in my childhood like that, okay?
It's art with a capital A my friend; that's the fountain of youth
and there is everything to gain from eating it
I just cracked the joint in my pinky toe so do as
you're told: A cunning drawing with your uncoordinated hand
to coordinate that which the mind's niggardly logic will always refuse.
Did you need that though? Or is
it wise to revise all our hourly good-byes, when there are so many of them?
When you're full up on crab cakes, asparagus, hollondaise--
Worse than city air are the blue tears than anything you might eat here,
and what else? That faith is a frog, we know we've known that all along
& only just forgotten that much - that it's presentation. A lilly pad. Get to
sleep on time, eat masterpieces alive, digest them whole
and make your
bed in the morning, dammit - it's presentation,
but you said that.

Posted by ÿ at February 18, 2005 04:52 PM

Hey dude, do you know where I can score some viagra?

Posted by: ÿ on February 18, 2005 05:27 PM .

Me and Ben Affleck made friends.

Posted by: ÿ on February 18, 2005 05:36 PM .

His cheeks are soft and he is healing.

Posted by: ÿ on February 18, 2005 05:37 PM .

Your server has erred internally.

Posted by: andrew on February 18, 2005 05:37 PM .

methinks the good lord hath asked for too much.

Posted by: ÿ on February 18, 2005 05:38 PM .

why did you have to do that which means little to no one else here? why not just--

Posted by: ÿ on February 19, 2005 10:14 AM .

Levitra Levitra! Take my to the golden palace to squander my habits. Fuck these bastards, all of them.

Posted by: ÿ on February 19, 2005 10:16 AM .

You're not even saying what you mean right now.

Posted by: ÿ on February 19, 2005 10:17 AM .

yeah, that was really never the reason not to make your bed

Posted by: mutante on February 20, 2005 11:41 AM .
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