October 2, 2011

the baboon apprentice (and the green tic-tacs)

dear looking as i pass diary,

i think i have written in this diary before because something seems familiar. i think it is time we share words. a big splash. i may be poor, but i'll be honest, your ship is leaking. i could not stop the water from coming forth, but there is a lady here that says she could. to look into the light long enough will always cause a temporary blindness, but to look into the burning sword will take that gift forever. it all begins with the numbers and something never did work for me. walking past a complimentary gift horse can be somewhat amusing and awkward if the effort is misconstrued as disingenuous or spiteful. running the red bull across the water, i have no stomach for shooting at any heroes anymore. that is a job for somebody else now. always bring green tic-tacs when going for a visit, the stench of that breath is what i seem to remember the most.