It's Like, Not Really or Thank You, But No

Right. Right. Right. Right.
Ok. Ok. Yeah.
That's cool. Alright.

Oh, hey... You!
I was going to but I didn't, hello!
That's not my jacket, no, mine has a green zipper,
And the buttons are green too.

Was that an insult or an injury?
I know you took it somewhere where it didn't have to go.
I know you.

Yeah, I am the coolest.
Yes. Oh, yeah.
No doubt.
Whatever. And I'd like to see you try.

Get used to it, really?
I mean...wow.
I think about being saved from the boiling pot, too.
I mean, since it is starting to get hot in here, you know?
By the way could you get me another?
Yeah but with no ice this time.
It's cold and there are lemons and cherries also.
By the way, the lemons have more sugar.
I checked already.

So anyway, there was solitiude and light.
Lights like holidays, I mean.
And like the lights were bunchy like spider's legs
But still those one line lights like string beans on wires.


Van Gogh's ear fell on me and gashed me across my self esteem.
I'd like to fall out!
Blunder me oh, my oh!
But, the face was clean and shaved and my fingernails were keratin squares
I swear it.

By god, it was if Time had laughed again,
Or simply fell asleep.

Thank you though, truly.
And that is a relatively small state of easygoingness
I am willing to try.

Ok. Ok. Talk to you later.
See ya.