i wonder what happened

to my little bursts of

pretty

even for the icky

that happen when i write

have they gone away

is it my

not write so much

have i wasted it on other stupid endevors

to blur my time

brainless computer time?

must be

we'll see

i hear them~

trying to creep to me again

i guess

just waiting for a moment to appear

jump in

to jump out

spit between words

into the stream

or at least a trickle

waiting for a river

that flows

from that dam between poops

..hear comes another

and i unfortunately mean the poop

allz good

when acknowledge the poop flow

from my stinky household to yours

...may it not get on your fingers