what color is your mid-life crisis??
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rock bottom smells like lighter fluid and sockless feet.
it drinks black void and spews death rattles from it’s opposable mouths.
it’s color scheme is octopus orange with swaths of old grey crackle napkins.
it’s shape is asymettrical octagonal and it is a passive-aggressive self-mutilator.
it’s face splinters like tree bark when it smiles and its hands are withered like dried fruit.
its innards are confused…
stomach has become liver.
lung has morphed with spleen.
heartbeats sound like crying babys.
it hasn’t enjoyed sex since the carter administaration
it hasn’t had a nibble of nutrition since it ate it’s own leg.
it used to carry a sledgehammer but it grew too heavy.
now it carries a keychain.
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most will look at it and see the pain of the world.
most will whisper, stare and cringe in it’s presencene.
most will shudder and move closer to their loved ones when it passes by.
but not me.
not me.
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it is mine.
and it will be mine until one of us dies.
i not not you not possible.
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the interior had hepatitis.
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this might be love.
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stay tuned.
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She’s beautiful. Well. She’s a Sportsman so I suppose she could be a Boy but.
Congratulations. I think the matching bucket Brady Bunch seats just rock.
Over at Cafe Selavy he’s been writing about a long ago Road Trip. I left him this song:
Hope it all works out.
Lisa
lisa
September 12, 2009 at 3:23 pm
She’s Gooseberry’s embarrassing, overweight, batty great-aunt? What’s her name? Slurpee?
Pervis Ellison
September 14, 2009 at 2:22 am
don’t be rude, pervis. and definitly don’t put gooseberry on a pedestal. she was no spring chicken…
blah!
canepari
September 14, 2009 at 12:22 pm
it’s the most beautiful thing i’ve ever SEEEEEEEN!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Come scoop me already!!!
icecreeem
September 15, 2009 at 8:36 pm
Hoooly Shaggin’ Wagon!
Chris Casatelli
September 16, 2009 at 2:54 am
would love to take the sportsman cross country on us 50 all the way baby.
pmoore
September 16, 2009 at 2:01 pm
hope you’re keeping those chairs!
Sophie Jacobson
September 17, 2009 at 4:44 pm
You’re pronouncing that Bro-Ham, right?
And is that champagne or a garden hose exploding? Either way… it’s like a Bollywood love scene. Gold.
Godspeed. Come pick me up.
Will
September 17, 2009 at 10:55 pm