Had a huge burrito on the freeway the other day.

Thats hard work.

No one sees me.

Again, this is a lie.

Although I don't often.

Come to the event this Saturday.

come visit.

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at 7PM

Making things up as I go.

And again coffee goes everywhere.

Drinking coffee, drawing and driving.

Its not illegal yet.

Oh, and we've seen this,

but its generally a shower.

They truly seemed to understand each other.

It is a relationship that could easily develop.

analogue

I fear for the streets.

An analogue existence

costs extra now.

We may miss something.

Seems to be a running theme.

Is the interest a result of envy?

I wallow in the notion of do.

The idea is that it doesn't even exist.

Your always going to be wrong to something.

Lord knows that I am.

I don't know what the hell it was.

Like barnacles of the road.

And gone.

Not that I wanted to talk to him, but

still kinda sad.

The word reflector came up and I decided to use it literally.

I don't think it worked as well as it sounds like it should.

This is more of the power of wait.

On a homeless guy it seems less thought out,

but still intentional.

Seemed so deep in thought.

Maybe thoughts of the one he let get away.

With the same concern I might add.

A lot of one material

can make one unsettled.

It was a clear day and they were in front of a park,

but there is such a thing as too much space.

Things are often seen only from the side.

The side gives us a parallel universe known as profile.

All the visuals are different, but the exact same things happen.

And not in a good way.

More like a priest.

Whatever they were up to,

they all felt the same about it.

I did indeed see this.

Uncovered in the sun.

S'beautiful in its crystal look, but is soon gone.

Hmmm

Like sneaking cigarettes in high school.

I am constantly roamly.

It helps one to concentrate.

Sounds worse than it is.

Smells while driving can be as

distracting as a cell phone.

Yeah,

I didn't see the dog at first either.

Then,

he was there.

Saw one today,

reminded me of how much I miss them.

What a fun club that was.

Baby holders and plaid pants.

Not sure if she did,

but a nice thought.

I think it pops up.

It was beautiful, as if it were

determined to get somewhere.

Large.

They slow bounce like some

kind of aging elephant.

Me

Got to get the word out there.

All those at the Bus stop took a strong step back.

It's like a solo chest bump.

And I don't blame them.

Up against the wall.

Bad.

I have millions of them.

He had a phone.

Should I have been concerned?

No.

He was in a hurry and wasn't

keeping tabs on his extras.

Lots of scratching and such.

Advertising crime.

They will commit it and take care of it.

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By the railroad tracks

and the busy cars,

I buy my lady a box.

Hawks are everywhere.

Innuendo is fucking everywhere.

Help us.

No don't.

I don't know, some people just don't

seem to belong next to each other.

Is it better to be crazy or sad?

Clothes are for others.