Wednesday, April 20, 2011

ALL OVER

IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD.
IT'S FINALLY HERE.
SERIOUSLY, HERE IT IS.
THERE IS NO TOMORROW,
NOT ANOTHER SECOND EVEN.

THERE.


THERE IT WAS.
THAT WAS IT,


ALL THE REST OF THIS IS ONLY IN YOUR HEAD.
NOTHING ELSE IS REAL,

 



NOT EVEN THESE WORDS OR THIS FISHBIRD  


IT'S ALL JUST A TRICK 
PLAYED BY FADING
LIGHT AND DESENSITIZED 
NERVE ENDINGS
IT'S ALL OVER.

DONE.


FINIS.


doodle doodle doo




...


You see, I can write whatever I want now it doesn't have to make sense because I'm not even here anymore and you're not even reading. 


SHeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

wh we co be to un th mo wi ou cl I an you wi we.


Why don't you go dry your socks in an upturned basket of dimpleshits? 



Pancakes Papple Pineapple Packholme cookies :  
Babbling Bahama Brokers Broke my blender.

Haba Haba Haba Haba Haba BAnaana fanna fo famma.



Shippa Shippa Shippa a Pack of Pirates in a pirate ShIppa.  Oh yeah.


shoopa shoopa went to the doopa and had himself a hoopa but don't you do it, it's not fo' youpa.