Twenty Three thoughts have made their way between each lobe.
First, oh dear, i fear the big one in the sky. The gods all hide in the sun on days like today. There is no spit left on your tongue and people have shed their eyelids. Snakes fall from your forehead. And yet i fear the night much better!
Second, fallen from the corner of ceiling and the west wall comes two webs, or what is left of them. I'm close to calling it but one web, but my instincts show me otherwise. There are marks on my skin from two distinct sets of teeth.
Third, she's in a bad mood, but i won't fall for it.
Fourth, "bathroom, bathroom, you're in the bathroom. bathroom, bathroom...." Luxor, Las Vegas. ---bathroom music across from Blue Man Theatre
Five, things like these things you've got me thinking make me frightfully sick. Dread and excitement give me such similar mini-strokes. My head has gone, all thanks to you.
Six, i love some for their brilliance, i love some for their charm, i love with a heart sans concern nor any harm. I am positively positively positively. Word.
Seven, summers like this one remind me of one particular summer. It was stronger than most, everyday hot, hot, hot. Not unlike the title of a pretty average, if not below average, Cure song.
Eight, i've sent a memorandum especially to you. Check under your desk, maybe hidden in the folders, set your coffee to the side, for i am trying to do something here. You're the best thing since nineteen eighty three.
Nine, want to know of what i speak? Then call my house, call me now. I won't answer, see, i screen my calls. Keep your secrets away from the press.
Ten, bottles of beer on the wall, ten bottles of beers had a great fall, ten bottles of beer, ten bottles of beer, couldn't be put back together again.
Eleven, my thoughts are running fancier.
Twelve, imagine backed up sewage pulsing toward your face as you lean your tummy against the marble. imagine having toothpaste falling from the bottom of your chin, imagine how much time it will take you to brush your teeth normally again.
Thirteen, i have beautiful friends and even better enemies.
Fourteen, the observation was a faint one and there were many references. There are distinctions between each terrain. Put on your glasses, dear, for you look so luscious. I'd bring you some tea if i knew it could put you in the mood like it once did.
Fifteen, pardon the mundanity. I dwell in a well of confusion. My name rhymes with many words that meet my acquaintance quite frankly. I have not dabbled in the voodoo root. My supply has been dry for weeks. I miss you with it. bell, well, resell, dwell, fell, quell, zifandel, pretell, retell.......
Sixteen, i'd be happier if i could ensure success.
Seventeen, theres something in the sky that breathes over my shoulder. I believe there are secrets in her breath. If i smothered it, it would keep me centered between a well-behaved ocean line.
Eighteen, you are officially invited onto my aircraft carrier. Stand by the pier and i will call for you. Use your nautical wisdom, and leave the plastic on land.
Nineteen, i am making 2 lists of everything we need to know. One i keep under my bed between the pages of literature and the other i have written in our secret code. You will be notified when the appropriate organs have failed. Keep your eyeglass prescriptions current. There will be little time for interpretations.
Twenty, give me the statistics of love. I have pending proofs in the work. More input.
Twenty one, i am oyster girl. Read your books again and i'll read mine. We'll remember at the exact same time. It will be as if we live together again.
Twenty two, i prayed on my knees today. I didn't know who to direct my prayers, so i swallowed them whole.
Twenty three, take me back to the sixties where they held each others in cotton dresses. Everyone looked more like a kid, everyone had an accent, everything seemed a little duller in color, primrose was the solvent of choice. Take me back to when the sea brimmed with energy, and the possibilities still included everything so unbelieveably spacious. I miss you so much. Bring me back to life again or i will seek it elsewhere.
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