i wish mud was edible

yeah that and i had an artist jetsetter pass
where i just show up at any airport
and i'm govermently issued safe passage
to any destination
so that i could just sit have a cup of coffe
some eggs, and tell you about the absurd dreams i had last night about woman, watermelons, 2 hedghogs, and a giant turtle that floated and spoke fluet irabic. Then you could tell me your thoughts on the matter. I'ld wash a few dishes then be on my way saying something like "I'll catch you over at Big Bend, on Saturday."

maybe when i'm older and refined and have found my monetray place in this world
i'm still eyeing your paintings for the next go round, the painting in the cave has been splendid since

long wave

i wiggle them in all the time
all my anxiety
happiness
nervousness
even in the shower
in bed
in my shoes
i think they have an intention of their own
sometimes i have to yell at them to stop
but most of my life i let
them just wiggel wiggle wiggle
till
finally i fall into sleep
a sleep so deep
it's just
fudge.

it rains alot where i live
so i usually wear swim shorts
then one day i smelled
so i went outside to bathe
the end

hahAHAHA!
the dog was barking at me to get out of the rain
he was inside
he could have ran out there if he wanted to
but he's more of a cat

my dogs wine quite abit at times for more food and gummy bears