the(I'm off today, yea) bluejaye drops like it has fallen from the five foot fence, straddling the loquat tree with its drooping dropping drupules and hops like a detested villainous crow to rob some dry cat morsels
and I think
how could anyone keep veal calves and not believe they would burn in the lowest buddha hell?
and then i have some more vegan pizza and self-righteously say
"There is so much sad about this world"
and then
I think
of you
and it seems liveable again
and for this i am gratitude
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