The Rented Mule
The postmen will
not deliver the final reminder, figure this out. He became buveur whilst she
became mother. Aggravate me, you cackling old fool. Only thing that actually
helps me produce anything- I came home to roost y’all. There I go, thinking of
myself again, let us think about you.
The beauty got out
and inspected her surroundings before committing any crime. Everything went
according to plan- do not make me laugh. If anybody should ask, forgive me for
what I am looking for. They can’t find any evidence for or against.
What little
remains faces south. Going to take a lot of effort to turn this emotion vessel
around. Worldly good, do not be afraid. This shall not fall. Escape through the
window and into the abyss. Hungry is how I feel. We have managed before and we
can succeed again. Let’s not be stupid.
Screams of
passionate awe- reverential respect with a hint of fear and wonder. This is the
wrong place to be dishonest with you, right time. I’ve said to my reflection:
‘lets get out of this place’.
Climb out of
wisdom and disappear- sober, this is easy enough. Staying sober is the hardest
part. Very suspicious. Begging is not my business, yet I have made it so in the
past and I will make it my business to alter that. Forget that side, out of
character- just a strong aspiration. Remember what you will no longer see.
Namaste.
I didn’t want this
to be the outcome, wrongly and forcefully testifying against myself to you, but
you have made it that way. Only for you haven’t succeeded am I overlooking this
mess. Not a need for you here. Never a need, yet you crop up in every ‘worse case
expansion’. Mainly because you make these situations. Not on board with that!
Rumoring false context so that your own life is more fulfilled. Good luck here
all your life, ugly inside.
You used to be my
voice of reason, maybe only because you were on my team? Swiftly taken a turn
for the worse.
Beaten like a
rented mule.
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