don't count your chickens until ...

don't count your chickens until they come home to roost.
*
i point my finger
at no particular
person,
but --
the atmosphere
is terrible here!
*
you'll fold like patio furniture on a windy day.
*
a rictus of a smile
*
a man who becomes a vegetarian not for his sake, but for the sake of the animals.
*
just remember tonight's safe word:
mmpff! MMMPFF!
*
a bunch of dangerous things packed in a shipping crate and unloaded in the middle of the night.
*
the Q family:
curly Q, the father -- as bald as a rock.
susie Q, his wife
curlie sue Q, their oldest daughter
barbie Q, their youngest daughter -- a real doll!
*
the Q ball
the T ball
the T bill
the T bag
*
sleep depraved
*
a man who's not allowed to swim in the gene pool.
*
the rich ye shall have with you always.
*
the penis, more names for it:
the magnificent love muscle.
or if you're hispanic, senor ricardo.
*
i had a girlfriend. she had a belly button.
vs.
i have a lover. she has a navel.
*
don't walk by any graveyards, baby. you'll make the deadmen rise -- in more ways than one!"
*
so far, so bad.
but --
when there's room
for more despair,
you're haven't hit bottom --
yet.
remember --
the worst has not yet come
when you can say,
"this is the worst."
and the worst is death.
*
pigeons are no more than doves with bad attitudes.
*
banging like baboons in boiling-hot heat.
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that's it for now of these jottings i had written down during the last year. when i go through some old notebooks, i'm sure i'll have more and i'll post them when i get enough of them.

so to close, i say this:

fornicatii omnes illegitimatii en tuus rectii.

that's my version of dog latin for fuck all you bastards in your assholes.