Hello interweb,
It's been a bit since I have posted. Few hiccups along the way. Started to become a good worker bee at work. It is time once again to continue with the real work. The one that wakes me up everyday, the one that is and has always been my true love. The work of creation and creativity. Nothing is lost only gained. Nothing is destroyed only transformed.
Lost some value work along the way but this just means I have to create more. With this I leave you with a lil something. It's all in fun and in desperate need to be the only thing I can be, human.
Changed my hair to be a winner
I tried to grow it despite my lack of dinner
When I changed the color
I soon realized I was a broader version of my mother
Then gorged on avocado to make it grow
A thousand days through rain and snow
I found it pleasant when it shielded me from the cold
On my way in from the weather
Wrapped round with this stringy leather
One false move I tripped on a hose fell flat on my face
and broke my nose
When I made my way up my room
My chilly toes with ample hairs
lost their traction
There I went tumbling down the stairs
My hairy friend his name is Scotty
Took his scissor bite
trim me with no remorse
Needless to say the cut was shoty
When I sported this new cut
As I entered a dancing club
No one seemed to notice the twelve foot hair that wiped the floor
The single hair survived now tangled in every foot from the wall to the door.
In the darkness my head was jerked
In every direction
fuck yeah it hurt
No one saw the reason
They thought it was just the new dance in season
A pretty lil lady soon came to danced with me
At least as much as I could see
My face was in pain and a lil bloody
When the music finally ceased
I got on my knees
Holly fuck that was scary
When she saw me she thought I was playing
But said yes anyway now we're married
It's been a bit since I have posted. Few hiccups along the way. Started to become a good worker bee at work. It is time once again to continue with the real work. The one that wakes me up everyday, the one that is and has always been my true love. The work of creation and creativity. Nothing is lost only gained. Nothing is destroyed only transformed.
Lost some value work along the way but this just means I have to create more. With this I leave you with a lil something. It's all in fun and in desperate need to be the only thing I can be, human.
Changed my hair to be a winner
I tried to grow it despite my lack of dinner
When I changed the color
I soon realized I was a broader version of my mother
Then gorged on avocado to make it grow
A thousand days through rain and snow
I found it pleasant when it shielded me from the cold
On my way in from the weather
Wrapped round with this stringy leather
One false move I tripped on a hose fell flat on my face
and broke my nose
When I made my way up my room
My chilly toes with ample hairs
lost their traction
There I went tumbling down the stairs
My hairy friend his name is Scotty
Took his scissor bite
trim me with no remorse
Needless to say the cut was shoty
When I sported this new cut
As I entered a dancing club
No one seemed to notice the twelve foot hair that wiped the floor
The single hair survived now tangled in every foot from the wall to the door.
In the darkness my head was jerked
In every direction
fuck yeah it hurt
No one saw the reason
They thought it was just the new dance in season
A pretty lil lady soon came to danced with me
At least as much as I could see
My face was in pain and a lil bloody
When the music finally ceased
I got on my knees
Holly fuck that was scary
When she saw me she thought I was playing
But said yes anyway now we're married