Happy Birthday

Happy birthday: Your time at city springs elementary significant memory in which you carry yourself Be a pirate shipvessel of U.S. Passportcritical documentation/documents, but today you’re air. I am not here in the fuzzed VHS-ness of 16small ageth baby teeth family camera lens birthday parties in Pattersonneighborhood park, so deal with it.
I am not here in the junction of Lincolnsuburban streets/grass dew/traffic cone mist where failurefear is what dreadlowercase emotion baby teeth in wet park benches do to global warmingenvironmental phenomena. Therefore, upon careful reflection, deal with it.
I compare a doggiesomething to the kind of what the fucklowercase dissonance variation you feel when you realize a cotton squeakingterrible noise like when you realize for the first time that helium balloons pop/the kind of elation when helium balloons do that thing to your voice/both of them together happens on your better nights entrusted to analog recordings and basement boxes like the bag of heartsselfish organ, plural you were.
So happy birthday. But for want of the dreamsmortal lack the bodysky or body is already dying.

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