What a chore
This becoming no more
One has little choice
But to sore with the angles
Forget those ground down angels
And that soft landing silly ass
soliloquy
To be you see is without the
Plea of propriety or what’s that other
Word?
You look it up…I’m running out of
Time…
peace.
—now the beat…it ain’t to die for…as it breaks rule after convention, after common sense….hell I PanCake them drums, and whitewash the pedigree…give it a hear, you’ll see.
Stay Well …dug-OUT
that’s a good prompt in the particular and in general, think of another word for i put together a whole book on what’s the word for , ha what is the word for and thing is of course it’s all to die for. and i’m sorry i ain’t closer whether or not you’d let me in the damned door. and thanks for manning your post dug in and your didact was not only auto it buoyed the many of us, you gave me hope when otherwise i might have not known where to look for it….manners? was it ever about manners, ha that’s also a good prompt. man_nerly. oh dug in or out. i’m loving you, you be soring one way and another.
heart and smart. I so much appreciate
and of course soaring
i saved this sound track.