Girl on the curb
That girl on the curb
looked back at me.
I guessed at what she saw.
It could be what I hoped it was
That left her mouth ajar.
But likely,
it was just my car.
Rock Accountant
Month: October, 2018
October 31, 2018
October 29, 2018
Poof! You’re gone
Does it at all frighten you that when I die you will all disappear?
October 28, 2018
Pretty
If one girl
is more pretty
than another,
Then one girl
must be the prettiest of all girls.
No girl then
is prettiest again,
until one girl
or one boy
picks that prettiest girl.
And takes her out
of the competition
Then the next girl
who wasn’t the more pretty girl,
becomes the prettiest of all.
Yipes!
Image | October 11, 2018
As you have probably guessed I did not hang with the “Mom, I want a pony” crowd.
October 7, 2018
My FaceBook Friends
I wandered through my friends’ list on Facebook this afternoon.
I found 7 dead rock stars,
There was a load of Italian Genesis fans from some show in Turin in 1974.
I noticed 4 girls from grade school who I had given dirty Valentine Day’s cards to in the early fifties and had seen their panties from under their desks.
There were 8 rock promoters, including Harvey Weinstein and Bill Graham.
There were 12 dogs and one cat.
And one girl who keeps asking me to send money to her so she can get a flight out of Turkey. The rest are people I don’t know.
Apparently, my kids have unfriended me.
October 2, 2018
A good sense of humor
The best thing about us, ( this sappy human species of ours), is our confused experimentation with love. All our high literature, music, and art swoons to it. Boys loving boys is not new, same with you girls having a cuddle with each other, nothing new at all even if it seems so to you.
We are going to keep doing it no matter what anyone thinks of it. Truth is, sex is always more appealing if someone disapproves. There is nothing better than dirty sex. People thinking you are repugnant makes it hotter in twisted and fanciful ways. It is why God lets the Puritans prosper. God likes a little degeneracy as well.
As long as nobody gets hurts against their will, it is not necessary for us to smother the fun of romance and put a halt to the eons-old spelunking we exercise to find new ways to use our holes.
Always remember three things. Never force anyone to do anything. Put a time limit on a broken heart. And that as your body falls apart, your gonna need a good sense of humor.
