Thursday, April 11, 2013

Listening To The Artists (Being Held Up As Heroes,...)


 Let me be clear - she is not talking about me:
Met him on a Thursday 
Sunny afternoon Cumulus clouds, 84 degrees 
He was brown, deep 
Said he wanted to talk about my mission 
Listen to my past lives 
Took me on long walks to places where butterflies rest easy 
Talked about Moses and Mumia 
Reparations,...
O.K. - I'd had enough. Reparations? Good luck with that. And she's bright enough to know the difference between clouds, but not between bullshit, like past lives and reality. Incredible.

But people still wonder why I'm not looking for a relationship - listen: 

If long afternoons, discussing nonsense, turns women on - I'll leave 'em "off"...
 

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