Tuesday, 28 May 2013


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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