Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i have started to talk to myself
without fear or even hesitation
don't care what people think
why should they care
never have never will
i am an inanimate object
my feelings are my own
i don't want to share them
i don't even want them
i want a slice of pizza and a coke
a football game, a book
put these things in my coffin
scratch that, too much trouble
don't want to owe anybody
don't want to know anybody
and nobody wants to know me
i'm sick of this mess
i'm sick of this fucking mess
want a little pool to swim in
sink to the bottom
cavort with paramecium
and watch the rotifers spin

Take care of yourself poet

I need you for the long haul


thank you

You helping me to make it through the night.

You show/know me what I am feeling

I 'm with you constantine.
I don't give a rat's ass what people think.
Fact is, I dont' think most people think.
that's whut I think.
think a dink a doo.
nothink, nothought. nuffink.
rot rot rot
decay decay.
blitherdy blatherdy
my son john
went to bed
with a huge hard on.
he didn't even notice it.
his bed was a tent!
indeed.
I don't give a shit what anyone thinks.
I'm a nasty ol bird full of nasty thoughts.
Tweet tweet.
swerve into the observe....
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hester, i always look forward to your replies - you crack me up so bad! and thanks for your replies on inetto and vampyr too.

jack, what can i say? my mood swings are treacherous - if i didn't express them you would find me a grave man. i'm in it for the long haul and will revel in my pain!

any piece that speaks well of paramecium, speaks to me
i hear you, dino

protozoa have always been good to me. thanks judih - happy birthday kid!!

one cell to one cell
minimalist
dot

and watch the rotifers spin

I am ok so long as the wheel is spinning.
Nothing else matters