datura

So...today, before my three decade old birthday or running around the lollipop tree, eyes heavy tired and red from not sleeping because I have a paper due....just tired, ready to go out for my BIRTHDAY yo!

And ouch...

by the by and around the corner of the teleophone line is the information comuing over the unseen little (big?) radiowave....


a particular

really special
old dear friend
comrade
soulmate in arms from an era so fucking far


made a baby in another woman's tummy


wow
so i hope it's a good thing
so that was a shock
before my bday
to get smacked up the side with an expected but yet unexpected smack upside the head from my past


i'm gonna go far away off the other side of the mad hatter's cap
and dance for a little bit
shake my rump to breakbeat and melted vinyl dripped stright into my veins from the turntables


and move forward
while blowing wishes of "Be Well and I Love You" behind me
and wish that the future makes him happy
'cuz it's all i ever wanted


and it's odd, i say, even now, to think of jet black skater hair on someone else's little rugrats

but that's what happens when
my feet dance down the yellow brick road
even if I'm not even sure if
it's the Wizard I am after

I smoked myself silly, drank a beer in the shower, ate soem Tres Leches cake, and fucking hell, I"m off to bed.

LOve to the peeps,

Yours,


D


Update on TODAY the 20th...yes, mutha' fukkas, I am totally three decades old...don't sound so shiocked, jeez!