Loath to sound reasoning, it’s a real miracle to
survive experiencing the alternative, came
(still coming) what may. Work in progress that
ain’t done yet, youth has no corner on the
market, somewhere there’s a yellow highlighter
with my name on it.
Say La Vie?
Cause whatever will be, will be.
The center of the known universe is in New Jersey,
trust me, I know. I don’t really want to say how I
know, but, OK, nestled down in between various rural stump
farms and people junkyards, somewhere there’s a brass
medallion signifying the exact center. OK, it’s out,
now you know too. They prolly won’t admit it,
but NASA put it there in the sixties. Don’t ask me how
I know that either, it’s so top secret, I don’t even know
how I know. I will say this much, they had to start somewhere,
so it’s somewhere between New York and Delaware.
Most importantly and not so highly classified, wherever
you go, there you are. So alla you (and you know
who you are too), you’re digging in the wrong place.
No stopping, standing, loitering, or even just generally hanging around!
This means you!!!
It’s a real thing, don’t ya just hate (it)? No real reasoning,
but plenty of faux justification to go around. It seems to be
everywhere, there’s religious, racial, political, medical –
and hey – who needs a good reason – it seems the hate rate
just goes up by itself.
memyselfnie 