Sunday, October 3, 2010

DIRECT ORDERS ANYONE?

Rock out like you're in a safe full of Debbie snacks on a planet where full and calories don't exist. Rock out like you are 87 and do not have prostate problems. Rock out like your boyfriends tongue was a mint leaf and your mouth bare nerves. Rock out like all the books smell of rain and banana bread. Rock out like a candy cannon's mouth was covered by the top of the biggest pillow case in the universe and Jesus was lighting the fuse. Rock out like you just received a three hour massage from your shadow that's right your shadow and you'll receive one every week until you can't--dance no more--like when death will be knocking at your door rock out like you have a death-proof force field around your house man and you can dance man and massages feel good man and rock out like the Atlantic ocean was full of honey, thunder, toffee, good break-downs, electric horses, raspberry tea and you were an Olympic swimmer man. Rock out like you and Plath are playing make believe and you are the kangaroo farmer. Rock out. It's it. Rock out.

2 comments:

  1. I am literally in love with this post.

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  2. Clever Louis.
    I do quite enjoy reading each and every one of your posts.
    Kaw my friend.

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