Alone Again In a Park By Choice
today
i never know what is happening
tomorrow
glee is cream in the coffee
next week
my brain is like candy conversing with the friendliest unfriendly ants
next month
a woman asks me a hundred more questions as i am trying to watch my favorite show
next year
that song about 2525 comes on and i am lost in the sound and the lyrics
next decade
it is up to me the deal with things that are up to me
the end of my time on earth
it is skip day but i forget to wave goodbye due to the bucket blocking the view
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