Chunken Funkel #7
join the club mumbling at him now staring still elegant deer like mammal in a corner he or she lacks horns lengthy legs too he or she staring into the far distant past at a great age at all he or she’s most prized ancient objects he or she starts fast putting on weight I turn away wobbling too much for me hate it giddy a bit especially the slapping one small ants herds he or she across the room to the back I think she or he will be slaughtered hamburger patties galore gulp giddy gone a water-repellent hip length jacket with hood lying on the seat other side of my table hadn’t noticed was practising neck cranes when I saw it doesn’t deserve at all to think of excuses to not be worn in the rain! annoyed with it looks like its owner has decided to not give it one more chance! wish its owner sent it to unnamed big town rumours like boils won’t ever find its way back here! salt shaker two mobile feelers on its noggin nibbling on lobster particular other creatures suddenly so sad so left out throw myself sideways onto the floor like a sidewinder out of the coffee shop
by a battery deposit box nosey rude arrogant big hipped loser teacher always red cheeks trying to improve some of her nice obedient never-say-what-they-think-&-feel students calling them stupid stupid stupid they’re waiting patiently for her big change oh please share something nice about yourself before it’s too late!
across the floor railing wait patiently those horrible feelings often bathe in go after awhile on floor a positive electrode in an electrolytic valve both coated with oil as a symbol of consecration I vent about carrying unappreciated anguish the levels the price everyone pays feelings countless to not be considered invalid I feel they’re both responsible so I will answer to them they at the same time to help me reply respond to feel better relieve it all offer to smear me with a shielding oxide film by electrolysis no kindly I’m chuffed by the thought they nod okay I don’t mention I’m sure think know nothing is capable of relieving my anguish they nod okay the two start talking about the expanse around the South Pole I ask them how many paper sheets wander there? and they look at me like I don’t actually know Thousands they go Oh I go
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