Drifting dawn filtering in awakens me, or so I imagine. Or was it the scuttling, scratchy-clawed beetles racing across my eyelids?
Drink beer. Be fun at parties. Because you're useless everywhere else. According to those who know you, anyway.
Ducks for hire, 25¢/hour, 35¢/dozen if you or someone else wants to lick them. (We have our standards.)
Dust on the street. Add a small gust. Renew. Reshuffle. Reorder. A life of mine as it was once. (Recently too.)
Even if artichokes were more like raspberries, I still would seldom put them down my pants.
Everyone's been saying "Hello, David" all morning. I wonder if that's me. Got a mirror?
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Me? Got lots of nose hairs. Can share. Want some?
