jonestown of the mindset

me? i was a drunkard, dreameless, uncaring, back when johnestown's vile cyanic blue floodtided so reddened, sorely wreaking

emtoinally, the so-called church i was raisered in as an oft strapped lad
was a jonestown of the babysoul

no tropical,neither

jonestown of the mindset

me? i was a drunkard, dreameless, uncaring, back when johnestown's vile cyanic blue floodtided so reddened, sorely wreaking



emtoinally, the so-called church i was raisered in as an oft strapped lad

was a jonestown of the babysoul



no tropical,neither

why,tisbut anexcuse tobemean

or is it flensing
and how they shoot small game so called
hoiw unelenightendly saddysaddled

in a whorl, in a whirling wind

wisherin' had your holster-less handy handling
to help unyoke me from the feral fearsies
which trot about so
and do so fearifieze a guy

sides
my insides say
'sidereally
'sidling
why should i spect difference?
many unrightenings exist
and unkindlinesses not only about but thrive
so being nice is nice but no too enticing to the otters

The healing hopped in at the shore
we gasped about for several chores
to make us
feel fully used
and not recused

we looked into the watteage prow
and knew the theme of belly powwow
heaping
for the sleep
into which our tides neap

saw the book, read the flim

saw part of
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
it is a trippy film and I 'm rather biased since, having had it selected for my by my departed beloved big sister when I was a teen and re-reading it recently myself, i have my preconcepts of how people talk,look,act and most especially the value they given to the differing phrases or events which are portrayed(like, I don't like the way the producer handles either the tragedians OR the coin-flipping and many soliloquies are like smushed in), built in i know for viewing films after reading the book...

no hugs for a six year old? incroyable, you incorrigibles

the fate: never to cojmprehehend how the family after the mater bit the tater how she passed how we could be without any hugs or anyone to coddle up with
how does a six year old go a dozing doyen's decade plus without a singular hug ever?
no beeliefiab le
nay
and those who got the hugs when owies struck, good for thee

and for those like ourhleves who got none
how emptied we is and how needy we bee
and how mush the hugging we now need from our adult companions

why wouldn't my parents love me or yours love you?

we was hurted so bad
as lass and lad
Oh mum Oh dad
help us not feel worthless and unworthy
wouldn't that have been a worthwhile gig for them to take
instead of swigging on that dam ole rum cake?

why wouldn't my parents love me or yours love you?

we was hurted so bad
as lass and lad
Oh mum Oh dad
help us not feel worthless and unworthy
wouldn't that have been a worthwhile gig for them to take
instead of swigging on that dam ole rum cake?

her folly was to make cleansering her haus into the artform and thence when she proached her artings-n-themeslves, all her engeneries weasel-shelfed

to clean haus OR

to do art of mixed up mediars

do the art first

an hte cleaning its like when you go cramping in the moutains you see someone proaching the path you don't go"Wow, what an expensive shirt. they must be nice peole/ nope you think wow a person, hope they ain't a jerk

same wit the artings

when one truly getsin to touche with her art she ain't fearing about how clean her collards is