and getting back to where something was/is/and always will be (cockroaches and twinkies) there is a disturbance in the force…what’s that? Star Wars? Fuck no, that was so yesterday.

anyway, buzzing around. Bzzzz Bzzzz Bzzzzz and happy heart day and all that.

Arterial and pulsing with a rhythm

counting clouds and fingers

if we all but just pretend

to say

happy life day

then never ever again would there ever remain

to torment and ask question.