ANOTHER CONTACT DOWN THE DRAIN...
...it happened sunday after i woke up beside her...the second cup of coffee, so, i was finally awake...
...an old man enters the front door with a flower in his hand...and i think it's her father, but it's not...it's the guy she's told me about throughout the week who's been following her every foot-step since last week's party that i was invited to, but didn't come...
...he's a hot doodle-dancer with lots of tongue needles...and she liked the thread...i dug the color...
...some lip talk noodles, some wind goes whistling in...
...will always feel better knowing that i was the "cupid" that chained that link together, especially when he asks her, "what was that dude doing in your bed the night before"...
...ha! if only could have recorded a live glimpse of a couple of weekends before that...his heart might have fried the recipe he's been attempting to serve to the waitress who's as mad as me...
...AND REALLY...the biggest killer of that day was the fact that i finally lost my right contact down the drain...so i turned on some ween and read a letter from an ex of mine calling me a "fuckwad" in capital letters...
..."TO NOT FEEL IN LOVE" FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL: IT'S LIKE DUMPING THE RELEASE OF A BAD CASE OF CONSTIPATION...
...it happened sunday after i woke up beside her...the second cup of coffee, so, i was finally awake...
...an old man enters the front door with a flower in his hand...and i think it's her father, but it's not...it's the guy she's told me about throughout the week who's been following her every foot-step since last week's party that i was invited to, but didn't come...
...he's a hot doodle-dancer with lots of tongue needles...and she liked the thread...i dug the color...
...some lip talk noodles, some wind goes whistling in...
...will always feel better knowing that i was the "cupid" that chained that link together, especially when he asks her, "what was that dude doing in your bed the night before"...
...ha! if only could have recorded a live glimpse of a couple of weekends before that...his heart might have fried the recipe he's been attempting to serve to the waitress who's as mad as me...
...AND REALLY...the biggest killer of that day was the fact that i finally lost my right contact down the drain...so i turned on some ween and read a letter from an ex of mine calling me a "fuckwad" in capital letters...
..."TO NOT FEEL IN LOVE" FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL: IT'S LIKE DUMPING THE RELEASE OF A BAD CASE OF CONSTIPATION...