Day: January 16, 2011

My dear TJ indulged my every whim, as usual. I wanted to write haikus. 5, 7, 5. Here’s TJ’s: Delicate seed pods Horny stalks, icy root gobs. Oh, my achin’ back. And here’s what came trippin’ off my less poetic fingers: Truck on the highway Who’s that dumb chick in the road? We all have to die.

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