Rush Rush Rush Hush hush hush flush flush Gush

1Am chill. Bringing myself to will. To kiss the cactus that is my pill. The ink and pen in my quill. Driving me to maddness. And I Hop.

The coiled leaves. Around the Earth Move slightly cooler to the ground. Where thoughts of you stay around.

The pumpkins grow. The lawnmowers mow. Skeletons curl their fattest toe. The leaves wither. My organs slither. I fetch my favorite pair to scissor. Cum hither… said Edgar Allen Poe.

Red eyes. Messy ties. Chicken fries. From Burger King. Trees that are pine. Penetrated pies. Horse sighs. From this world not fabled.

Train ride, Brain fried. Here lies…the ocean tide.

Collect nuts in the woods. 🌰 The woods is life. 🌳 We are the squirrel. 🐿️ In this cosmic swirl. 💫

Goodnight 😴 moon. Goodnight sun. Goodnight toasty warm bun. Pretzel 🥨 bun. Tasty and fun. Yummmmmm

I rush up the stairs. In the wilderness there are bears. The wildfires Only you can prevent.

Night on the train. Feeling the fizzle rain. But will it make the grain… I mean the harvest better? And by harvest I mean the daddys. Looking for the baddies. Or the sugar caddies. For the coffee I ran late.⏰ Goodnight moon. Goodnight nick toon. Soon soon…I’ll wake before noon. Cuz work

Sweat in September, A chaos to remember. Smash smash smash. Creates another rash rash rash. Diet of cactus Makes one feel wacktus. 🌵

Love Dove Tum Sum Come Cum Move Prove. The external existential morning. The construction on falls door step Imploring. Could not get tickets to Ariana touring. Thus I continued to be whoring.

Day ends. Night sends Me to the desert. 🏜️ Where I dry up And only squirt can revive me. Night bends. Day is my friend. And hot dogs surround me. 😫 The demon dogs won’t let me be… Eeeehhhh ehhhhh ehhhh 🐕 🌭 🌙 🌞

Red hats Red cats Red mats Sexy tats

Circulation is the Unification of our souls before Mummification. I look deep inside. Not remembering the tide. Memories decay into Emerald eyes. 👀

Before bed. I hit my head Against another head Of a three headed dragon. The existential dread. I blow my nose. Drink my tea.🍵 Then pee. Then lay in bed. A potato chip…crunchy. Watch the WWE daddies…punchy. Thinking til 2AM….hunchy. 🕰️

Running up that hill, But falling halfway up. Jack and Jill still tumbling down… Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The chickens over yonder cackle. Cluck. Cluck. Cluck. The Pokémon refuse the city life All thanks to… Muk. Muk. Muk. 🏔️ 🐓 🏙️

Coming up roses 🌹 Or cumming up roses 🥀 Or coming cumming roses. The choice is always. As long as you water them With hoses. 💦

Clouds being plowed by force. Corn being plowed for harvest. But what about my plow? I want to be one with the cow, And chickens running free And I want it now. I want to be plowed like the corn. I want to be plowed like the clouds. I want…plow.

Purple cactus Purple cats Purple cars Purple stars. Blue eyes. Thick thighs. 🫐

The morning after Feeling like a chiropractor Because I cracked my back A lot Meow 🐱

Living… Or giving Something… Is it the time or the rhyme… The time Or the tyme…… Or the time Time 🕰️

At the Queen! The gays so mean? One ran away as I approached!! I wore 2 purple roses that were… A broach? Wellll!!!! Here we are!! This is so fun. Should I have worn a bun. So fun so fun So cum so cum 😉 😂

After the thought 💭 I’m an after bedroom mint HOT 🥵 But what if we get caught… In the parking Lot. Of 7/11 and get not Naughty. 👿 However I am but a cactus. 🌵 Full of prickles. Worth nickels. Pickles 🥒 pickles 🥒 But I hate…pickles on my burger 🍔

Coffee in the morning. Coffee at night. Coffee in my contact case. Coffee took my sight. Coffee is my 2AM Grindr hookup. Coffee is my kryptonite. ☕️ ☀️ 🌖

A day so cray. The horse well neigh. But all I will say, Is a question? Did anyone milk the cow today? Or was it all work and no play? 🐴 🐄

The vibe inside The Chicken is fried, So am I. 🍗 🍃

The day cloud Meow meow meow. Wrapped in a shroud. 🐱

Walking to jewel osco Feeling like a jewel osc-hoe Bag in toe. Never forget…the crow…. Doesn’t forget. 🐦‍⬛ 🌵

Was away the sand. Sashshshashahwasaaasaasa And eat the brand Flakes. Because it’s morning. Rise and shine. Use my mind mind mine.

Boat Blowing Boat Out Boat Anal Boat Lala Land the Movie 🛥️

The watering hole. The most gaping hole. Full in my hole. The hole hole. Hole Hole Hole. Echoes in my hole. Reverbarate throughout… My hole. 🕳️

The purple waves that fill our sky Look like a poisoned apple pie.🥧 If you fly the helicopter Make out with the doctor. And the in the shower cry.

The Walgreens is busy. Across the street it’s glizzy Hour. The last of summer heat. Inside heating the meat. The sweet artistic teet.

And here I am A yam In the destructive clam Of it all Do I get to call? Or even stall what happens. The ceiling is tall tall tall.

The train to the party Takes forever because it’s tardy But I used to loved a Hardy Hardy’s milkshake It was so good!!!! But the machine never worked… So there I stood When it could Probably have worked However sometimes the universe Doesn’t work So how can I judge????

The waves crash gently Natures fenty. Because it’s dripping in glamour. And in it there’s clam-our. Mermaid 🧜‍♀️ As if the lake will pay. Whispering summer to stay.

Honk all day The cars play In the street. This life smells like feet. But is still very sweet. 🥀

And in the purple blue, There’s many hues. On the dance floor I leave many clues. And a couple of moo moo moos But who in the end will… The sugar daddy chose?????? Then I found out he was a Splenda daddy…. The moment skewed.

The affair with the heat, Before fall beats its beef Jerky into submission. Summer refusing to take a seat. A metaphorical cheat. The haunting beach pigeons tweet. 🐥

Good morning Said through gold meshed tops, Filthy flops, and life’s big stops. Mops Mops Mops. Clean the floor with my chops And my old wigs…. That I never once styled.

Another day…another delusion. Chicken cactus soup; days conclusion. The Madonna song: Love Profusion. Continuing through the confusion. Another day another dollar. But, at the cost of the dollar hair. 💡

Red line at Addison Some man plops down beside. I despise… The train was empty now it’s not. No air conditioning…hot hot hot. Crop crop crop Top. And the stars hidden behind the sun GAG in the bun. I take a tum.

Friday…Friday… Gotta do laundry on Friday. And by that I mean a dirty load. Make the frogs into mature toads. Friday…Friday…. Shiver……… Shiver…….. Crystalize……. Making out with hot bi guys…….

The roaring waterfall of pleasure From the sunset. Makes me gasp for measure. But hmmmmmmmm The end of a day is so gay. And the passengers stop to say, Hay hay hay, But like a horse. 🐎

The heat is in heat. Fall horny at our feet. But we crave the sweet sun still. The leaves wanting change weep. Do soccer moms still drive jeeps? ☀️ 🍂 🏖️ 😭 🚘

Meow meow meow, Meow meow, Mow, mow, mow, Meowwwwww (Something for the cats) 🐱

Crickets rub those legs. Probably pounding river kegs. Chirping in the night… In the clurb of life. Outside singing top 40 songs. In thongs.

The light hits the floor, From the ball above. I shake my ass… Fast. Then in the morning at sunrise I eat grass. Moo Moo.

It’s the afternoon, Hopefully the existential ends soon. On the pontoon pontoon pontoon. 🎣