thursday goes like this:
everyone
fingerprinting
my
screen
gravy
train
milk
bone
help
elderly
across
street
broken
finger
half-
fist
communicate
devotion
third
eye
wish:
slap
boss
silly
so, in the night I sit back in bed with the cats and listen to the radio, talk radio. grab food from the kitchen, turn the lights out. open blinds, love looking at the snow during the night. life is good. good to me. hard on me. life is all things. death is floating around in the world and wanting more life. the dead crack jokes, play cards, pass time, agonize, speak to people, communicate different missions.