Red Mosquito

96583UP wrote:so much tree trimming

neighbor's cherry trees hanging over the fence having a blockbuster year

like having mountains of grapes hanging overhead

they are ripe now, and drop and splatter red stainy juice

attracting all kinds of animals

dropping shit on my pool deck and into the pool

enough

i used my special grade northern italian imported tree trimming pole thing

i slice you tree

over and over and over

showering in berries

but i slice you

and put your branches on the curb

curbed you

gtfo of my pool deck

Higgs wrote:Not gonna lie, I thought I was soooo clever coming up with that lane change. I felt like I was making his car do my bidding!

96583UP wrote:beach

burger

pool

sandwiches

drums

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

BurtReynolds wrote:I HAVE DEFEATED THE IRS! AHAHAHAHAHAH I don't owe them shit now. A great weight has been lifted off of my body. I might even finally receive a little refund for my years of strife.

Good day.

BurtReynolds wrote:I HAVE DEFEATED THE IRS! AHAHAHAHAHAH I don't owe them shit now. A great weight has been lifted off of my body. I might even finally receive a little refund for my years of strife.

Good day.

tommy wrote:

BurtReynolds wrote:I HAVE DEFEATED THE IRS! AHAHAHAHAHAH I don't owe them shit now. A great weight has been lifted off of my body. I might even finally receive a little refund for my years of strife.

Good day.

Nice work, brother. Stick it to those pricks.

Higgs wrote:

96583UP wrote:beach

burger

pool

sandwiches

drums

Is this like Trump's cognitive test?

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

BurtReynolds wrote:I HAVE DEFEATED THE IRS! AHAHAHAHAHAH I don't owe them shit now. A great weight has been lifted off of my body. I might even finally receive a little refund for my years of strife.

Good day.

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