is alleyway hilarious. "You must really think that I am
dumb." Conflicts of interest and anyone can pull
a trigger. The gummy bear here is not the one
that stepped out of doors, making homes of bars
and startled that someone noticed and did not
take voicemail for something more than the stunt.
Okay. Words are large and easy and a fist is
small and hard, so words can be on
a fine exchange rate where they may blister, otherwise,
in the heat of brain matter vee brain matter, like.
Okay, gummy bear. Bear teeth drawn and all
gummy like socks could be forgotten if someone
did not tell you to put them on, things roll.
Things roll and long walks are taken and half
the walk is picking out a spot to bury a body
on both sides of the conversation but planning is a thing
learned and someone has not been to school
yet and benefit of the doubt is running too long,
decision time coming up sharp and the difficulty
is figuring out exactly how to end the song.
There's no heater, but no time for broken bleeders.
Alibi's are harder to come and frankly it's running thin
on fun and my friends are steady waiting and I'm done
with straight placating so I'll end this conversation,
we will walk back conversating and I will call you a cunt and
you will buy me a drink and the gummy bear will walk on
because I can't yet afford to bring the heat.
