Saturday, May 9, 2009

mommys vernacular..........

its just as simple as that...really......
Mommy's verbiage is filled with root chakra....

red, red roses are bursting the blanket of 'smoke and mirrors' wide, wide open.........

and beneath said 'layers' of mist are frightened, superfluous entities, with ipods and nose-rings...
there is REALLY nothing to get all 'up in arms' about......

just FILLER......
unctuous, jellied air.......
ripe to the touch.....hot......HOT, JELLIED AIR.......to feast upon......

those ribs are soundin pretty good 'bout now!!!

cant get much fill on air......

nonetheless, we plod onward....as per usual.....
hoping, against hopes, that the mothers day 'pie' will hold in its center, a GOLDEN TICKET !!

AND WE WILL ASCEND, BROTHERS, TO HEIGHTS VERY WORTHY OF NOSEBLEEDS!!!

no cheap seats for us!!!
no sireee!!

I WILL SEE YOU AT THE TOP!!