Friday, February 24, 2012

Random thoughts 23

Hurricane blown I idle on idiot
I odor the reek of illness leavin the body in a hot room
Percussive rumbling of deathstar toilet flushing destroys the interior of my rag rig ego

Get cocked and blow off some caps
It's a crap shoot that decided our destiny
God doesn't play dice he plays d n d behind a dungeon master screen
Saving throw against ravaged cancer bed ridden husk
Skill check for continuance
Fail

Hurricane blown me out in candle fashion
I own the delirium now as surely as a used car owns your checkbook
Grateful to be a forgotten npc

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