thrill me with your acumen
can’t spell your name
is mostly, it looks like, gags on tv and in movies. But it’s so perfect, yes? So wonderful. It makes me feel, and, isn’t that what it’s about?
And, the poetry I need:
I was of three minds,
— Roy Kesey (@roykesey) August 26, 2019
Like a tree
In which there are three owls
Hooting at each other
At four o'clock in the fucking morning
And one of those three minds
Is trying to talk the others
Into buying a shotgun.
And who knows, maybe the exact seahorse unicorn pegasus zebra I need for a first tattoo:
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