Thursday, April 16, 2020

MY ASS

Francis,

 you and your Mercury Baths... really...........?

Ohhhh Francis... are you a strange one?

To whom do we share the limelight?

Now we put it all together from pieces for FUN! SEE?

My ASS

You remember little Ms. Proper so and so don't you?

You know, to whom it concerns of course not what one does.......

The particularly impressive being left behind:

The so many nothings I have to tell you....

Just so you know Fathers house is waiting for the rightfully of yours to show....

As it it presently turning into nothing before my very eyes..

by that of the no doing.. if you catch my drift?

the False meanings I am finding are the failures of no intention in the first place.

Oh well little to be done... in this age.

The words you  have given me avail to nothing but  SEEP:  and as always wind up a Victor to the Ages... somehow

So thank you ...

Your words are like fostering red ant bites into pustules that wind up waiting to be Popped: signed dear.. Formic  Acid.... LOL.

It reminded me of what you said:

'Are there intentions that are worthless?'

I have found this so helpful.

 It is a pen that lights the way?

Is it a murder of crows that is comfortable?

I just thought I would insert that....

I am calling this the PINK Piece by the way........

My ASS.

                                  Love and Miss you.




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