woke up down

so it's buckle down and straighten up time again
three weeks passed with nary a road trip
minding a collapsed barn in Bolingbrook smashing suburban discard things with 4xxp and a camera in the fresh snow
basement bagpipers, silver tongued vagrants and unlicenced pet shops
provided a fine backdrop
but all adventures have been domestic
which just isn't the same
fat tuesday and chinese new year
passed me by with nary a titty or dragon
National Darwin Day happened but
Old Charles refused once again to rise from the punpkin path to teach good southerners the age of the universe

i can't remember what happened at the beginning of break but
i'm sure that most of it was some sort of publicity stunt
my mother turned 50
we found ourselves able to squeeze excess bodies from our basement
with a little bit of sam's food still dangling in the fridge
it's raining on 500 million people's parade and i'm not really wanted here
obstructionist
out done, i will hunt my breakfast oats like the buffalo with the same look of
bewildermint plastered on my face
for now
there's real work to be done
the kind that will be awaiting me first thing tomorrow

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