he thinks about spaghetti.
he thinks about our theory of everything he types out as not poem - cuz he ain't no poet.
sitting before the computer wondering while gazing out the window at the action in the trailer park.
wondering about being alive - experiencing - thinking...?
i am that i am.
going crazy with it.
crazy is culturally relative more or less but not really - or not.
guess again.
we'll let you know when your guess is correct.

we are nobody much to anyone.
that's what makes it easier to observe.
the absurdity of it.
the logic of it.
spin, baby, spin.
we got the spin cycle blues.
snakes and ladders.
a rabbit hole dreaming dreamer as we have always been with him.
it's not as easy as it might seem, it can be difficult.
abused sick starving neglected children of all ages.
zombie rodeo clown buddha buddies.
death toll decadence.
regular shoes.

who has the time but the bums who have forgotten what time is?
bottle return.
life on easy street.
skip bagging.
neat and clean hippies in smart suits and haircuts.
where only outlaws have guns beyond the comprehension of correct progressive thinking gone wrong.
survival of the fittest.
endurance.
this is not a test.

he doesn't watch tv - that's what's wrong with him.
not up with popular culture.
square, daddio.
mosh pit memories.
getting down with a singularity (0).
all that be-bop thing.
people who know what to do bug him.
always pushing others outta their way.
but where would we be?
but where are we now?
death and destruction.
oh boy.
bombs carried by children.
the absurd laughing.

self pity of humanity with our very vengeful gods.
comedy news hour.
wave goodbye to yesteryear's dreams of tomorrow.
talking heads with their mouths full of shit.
suit jacket and jorts.
come as you are.
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today.
fortune or misfortune?
one contained within the other.
swirling twirling away downstream through the sewers to the river to the sea.
jimmy open the door.
whatever the fuck.
action/reaction yin yang-a-doodle.
writing in language no one seems to understand anymore.
power to the people, right on.
kids these days.

om jingle jangle cutting knife through the difference between night and day.
everything that has been tried has failed.
bloodthirsty apes on the prowl.
decisive purpose regarding the outcome of events leading to our downfall.
people begging for it.
let it rain.

it happens all in our heads conjoined symbiotic developments thrusting inside the willing temple.
repetitive enthusiasm quickening the heart bound for glory with righteous intent to sacrifice the material world for a chance at paradise spinning wheel of fortune cracked opening.
zonkers.
trouble coming every day.
ego spooning.
it's medication time.
unhappy happy pills.

who doesn't know by now?
progressive socialist disgust at everything.
pivotal pervert squeeze sleaze at the door within margins of error amid possibility frameworks.
yeah, whatever the fuck.

huh?

(to be continued...)