(An ofFering to my new reader in the present from the past before her present's presented when the future is now was the past the moment has) [AKA] {}

vallentines day pay to play yesterday not today remember me by saying hey horses porous sing songs for us ask my name but say it with shame sonar so far guitar go to mars cant stop wont stop rockafella whoops excuse me to hell with it the girls the girls they love me dont stop plaing with my heart if you stop but better yet dont you ever start but if you start start a star because i love you this is cruel who do you like who do you think might become one of us one of thus won our trust lost our bust our best chest wet the rest with white wash blue tarps heart start cant wait tell me a story story time is the best of times silent time is the better of times times when we cant stop thinking and cant stop hearing but when we hear we dont think and when we seer we dont pink we brown we black we orange purple mage in a maze of mace makes me mate with my mates dictate what i didnt say because you already knew i forgot it in the mist so dont get pissed about the cist. cant you change the chain so that the reins that reign can rain upon the masses of the classes of the lower upper middle class came so fast we didnt even make a new name for it we can just add on more addjectives objectively of course and in good taste for the race horse that never came into the finish line because he jumped over the side and made a mad dash for the red rash ontop of the old mans head squished his face and now hes dead and put his hoof inside his brain and now his foot thinks its got game but the game got you and the heat fought too and the hot headed horse whos hoof had happened to the head of the howitzer prize winner was a weiner for the winger that rang the rings off of the faces of people who had holes in the moon and the pie that i took a slice of ate itself a new hole and the hole that got eaten became a new life in and upon itself and it rose above the water and the water rose above the bath and the bath took itself out with the baby and pushed it down the carton of milk into a milky white misty might from the lungs of a smoker who smoked nothing but smoked sausages because the hickory went hickadee and hickey me from behind to get a surprise prise when you apraise the right house on the market but when you go pick me up some eggs and some milk because the baby took it and dont forget the celery and youd better not pick up any more beer we dont want any of that here because its really gross text message next mess is sex head please not for you anymore im not drunk enough to fuck me there tease my hair rip my hurt and sunk my boat in the ocean of blue and green and pink and pee but what really lies at the bottom of the trench a hose a wrench? can you concieve of what is three and is there freedom free from me and can i take you down below and strike you with a ho that i picked up on the corner of the store that was a dollar for a holler at me and ill break ya neck boy cuz im not that kind of a girl im a good christian woman and i win men by sin gin or pins in a doll while i scream out yall and throw down the hall but coat the hall in plastic wrap and take out the trash and lkajdsf;lkasjdlaksjd asdf round and round and round surround sound my head is spining my heart is winning my bodys losing my mind is crumbling eat the cookie square and squishy want a new one? lets have no fun lest my back is bared from new cum on some gum chum thumb gun come fun cant ant sand planned the war who wins the war but who kills the most of them all are dead because they got stommped in the head by our killer horse army who we trained to kill the old men who take control of our young men who are they but bitter lemonade whose color cannot be colorized or polorized or penetrated by a straw our an ice cube even though we are trying to keep down the temperature of the war room THERE IS NO FIGHTING IN HERE! but there is fighting in her and fighting in him but where am i on that scale of twins? where do i fall up can i have a dollup can i become yalls fuck can i enter tall bucks can i end the malls cusp and can i be tweened to trill trucks and put big wheels on a big truck with a small driver and a wet diver who dove into the beach to get some seashells but broke the one thing that he treasured most and took out his air tank and ended up drowning with a lung full of sand and the other one full of hopes and dreams that he took with him out of this small world that he calls his own and he couldnt see beyond the edge of the ocean so he knew that it didnt exist and because it didnt come to him he went to it and he run with one lung stuck behind in the past and one foot in the future and when the space time continuum expanded he was ripped into three peices and the one lunged one footed diver dove back into the sky and flew into history as the only man who was everywhere and nowhere at the same time because time was all of him and all of him was in a new time but the pictures he took with him from the camera that had not been invented was out of film and became a bomb of bongs that banged on drums and changed their tunes to the march of a different drummer but the hummer ran them over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over oaodifjao;kjvm;laiu efj;ao9ulkfjierlakcjoie;lka ckuoe alkd.ci ,eocualkdj ic kkodoelakie pkeidk cilekl ,amiclk ,leic lke,jcjielk oispflso;epbecause we cant read IF THERE AREENT ANY DLEETTTERS;LAKJR;KLZDSF;LAKDSSSSSFAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I CANT CONTINUE I CANT GIVE INTO YOU OR ME OR WHAT YOUVE PLACED UPON THE TABLE OR INSIDE THE OVEN AND I CANT GET OVER WHAT YOU GAVE ME OR WHAT YOUVE DONE TO MY MAT OR MY CAT YOU BROKE MY HAT WHEN YOU PUT THE CAT IN THE HAT WHAT BOUT THAT TELL ME THAT YOU THINK OF THAT MY CAT IS FAT ITS OH SO FAT ITS ENLARGENED BAT OF FAT THAT IT EATS OUT OF FOR SUPPPER IS SUPPLE AND SUBSTANTIAL AND SUPERIMPOSED ON OUR RETINAS AS A RESONATING VIBRATING RUBBING SCRUBBING THROBING MEMBER OF THE HRC WHO DID WHAT THEY COULD TO DO WHAT WE CANT SO WE CAN DO WHAT WE DO WHEN WE DO WHO WE SCREW BUT THE WRAPPING OF THE PAPER AIRPLANES WAS THE CAPTAIN OF THE CASCADING CREATINGS AND WE CANT COME CLOSE TO WHAT WE WERE BEFORE AND THE PINK PONY WISHES YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUT THE DAY OF YOUR BIRTH WAS THE ONE DAY THAT YOU WERENT ALIVE BUT YOU CAME INTO THIS WORLD AND YOU SAW THE LIGHT AND YOU COULDNT UNDERSTAND THOUGHT AND YOU PRECIEVED WHAT WAS WAS AND WHAT IS WASNT AND WHAT WILL BE CANT BECOME UNLESS YOU MAKE IT AND WHEN YOU MAKE IT THEY TAKE IT BECAUSE THEY CANNOT MAKE AND THEY CANNOT CREATE AND THE CANNIBIS WAS CANNED AS THIS BUT THEY STILL SMOKE IT AND CLAIM THAT THEY DO NOT KNOW WHAT IT IS AND THAT THEYT KNOW EXACTLY WHAT IT DOES AND EXACTLY WHAT CAN BECOME OF IT BUT THEY CANNOT BECOME ITS THICKNES AND THEAN WELKSLKEJRI KEISLEKEI LKISLKEI KDILKIK LIKILKEI LILKFIEKIFKIKLIKILKIKLIKLIHKLJILK;P,LA;LKAJE I WANT TO MAKE WRODS THAT ARE HREAD BUT I ACNT CREAT E THE CRATES THAT THE CREATENS WOULD AND COULDNT COME TO TERMS WITH THEH BURNS THAT THEMSELVES WERE GIVEN FOR THE SAKE OF SAKE AND THEY DRANK TO THE GRAPES THAT GAVE THEM THE GRATES AND THE MAKES OF MODELS AND SADDLES THAT PADDLED THROUGH THE RIVER GRANDE AND TOOK BEYOND A LIFE TO SEE THIS MUCH PLITHE AND WHEN IT ALL COMES DOWN TO IT LIFES THE PITS BUT THE AQUISITION OF THE PEACH WAS OH SO SWEET AND THE MOTION THAT WAS CONSUMED WHEN WE CONFUSED THE INTUNE OF THE NEW MOON UPON THE NEW LIGHT BUT THE SUN DIED OUT WHEN THE MOON CRASHED INTO VENUS AND THE LOVERS WERE NO LONGER IN LOVE BUT ENTANGLED AND INDISTINGUISHIBLE AND TWO BODIES WERE ONE AND THEY THOUGHT THEY HAD FUN BUT THE WITCHES RAVE GAVE THEM EVERYTHING THEY NEEDED TO BECOME A GREAT CARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRASH!
AND BOOM
JUST LIKE THAT
THE WORLD WAS OVER
AND THE SUN COULD OPEN ITS EYES
AND SEE WHAT IT CREATED
AND ITS SON COULD COME OUT TO PLAY
BECAUSE THE BULLY OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD WAS FINALLY OUT FOR GOOD
AND THE CHILDREN COULD PLAY SAFE AND SOUND
AND SO THEY DID
and it all came true.

FEBRUARY NINE TWO-THOUSAND-EIGHT