Today was a day unlike any other. I saw him again. This was only the second time I've seen him on campus, but I feel like it will not be the last. The juicy ginger. He was busy, laughing with friends, but I can feel that our eyes connected at least once while I was eating my hamburger. I want to be on his mind. I couldn't help but stare. I had stop staring though, because then I realized there was some hamburger fat dripping onto my shirt.
But what are feelings? Are they just, things? Why must my life be so complicated? Speaking of complicated, the reek of my sweaty gym socks has overpowered the Goldbaum's powder I used last week for my athlete's foot. Some things never work out for me. Then again, nobody's perfect. Anyway, back to my socks. I try not to think about them, because I try to feel powerful. I don't want my feet to affect my self esteem. I AM NOT MY FEET.
I can't get juicy ginger (JG) off my mind, especially with everything that's happened this past month. Oh my life.
But there's another boy. This one, small and foreign to my heart and the United States of America. He's a drinker, but there's more to him than just that 30-pack of Keystone Light that he bought yesterday at the bodega. I don't know where my heart stands on this. Can I trust myself again, after what happened last time? The cat always follows the dog into forest of ecstacy.
Why does it matter that I'm white?
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In my estimation,
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(and the band played on).
Better git C.P.R.
(Christ’s Public Relations):
I’d looove for you to peruse our 24 blogs!!
Lemme first explain something
(my solemn duty, dear, is to serve and honor you
with fundamental blueprints for Civilization’s Psychiatrist):
Why else does a moth fly FROM the night
than to a bold, attractive candle Light??
Don’t let His extravagant Brilliance be extinguished.
You’re creative, yes?
Then, fly-away with U.S. to the antidote…
Whether you obtain morality4mortality to wiseabove
or just glean tantalizing specimens for thy next best seller,
you shall find in our blogs a lotta (subliminal) moxie
which has taken this sinfull mortal yeeeeers to compile:
I lay it ALL out for you, dear, with All-Star-Oxygems:
Wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible cranium?
An XtraXcitinXpose with no zooillogical-expiration-date?
An IQ much higher than K2 all-go-rhythm?
An extraordinarily, anti-establishment-victory
with both sardonic, satirical wit Who’s savvy
and avant-guarde-humility??
Here’s what the exquisite, prolific GODy sed
(with a most-excellent-detector of bull§ht):
“Faith, hope, and love,
the greatest of these is love –
jump into faith…
and you’ll VitSee with love”
Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe (what I write);
God believes in you.
Meet me Upstairs, girl, where the Son never goes down
from a super-passionate, lucrative iconoclasm where you’ll find
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of deluxe-HTTP [<- pi] opportunities for excitement BTW.
Do it. Do the deed, dude. Sign into the Big-Zaftig-House.
PS “It is impossible that anyone should NOT receive all that they have believed and hoped to obtain; it gives Me great pleasure when they hope great things from Me and I will always give them more than they expect”
-our Lord Jesus to Saint Gertrude