Cosmic Joke

Stop me if you've
heard this one before:

Within an hour
of telling Jeff
my plan to propose
to her in four weeks

she calls and tells me
she's not in
love with me
not happy has lost her feelings
and she doesn't feel the
same commitment (anymore).

Where's my rimshot?

C'mon,
I can take a joke.

But that rimshot
better be as loud
as fucking thunder.

Soroughly Thoused

The key to life is to never have a door.

I am where
my eye is a knot.

Welchful faces,
welp, that’s me,
full of lament.

Raise an Army of Sisyphi,
and thin out their ranks in the afternoon
with waffle ball bats.

Never come between a man
and his stripper.

Nonny nonny boo-boo,
the underpaid nanny’s in the kitchen making pasteles and
I can make dreams from the lint in my pocket.

A hand in the stomach
married to a mouth in the heart.

Let’s catch no birds with no stones
for a change.

Let’s play with ketchup
and leave all this mustard behind.

Optimiasma

Tomorrow will be better.
Tomorrow’s tomorrow will be betterer.
Tomorrow’s tomorrow’s tomorrow will be bettererer.
Yesterday was shit.
Today I am just figuring all this out

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Country Song

You'd be
all right
if you didn't
get hung up
on the all wrong.