got some sweet drunken texts from a pretty girl late last night
which was nice cuz i was in a bad mood.
and when they were over and the young lady either died was arrested or found someone less virtual
i was cheered up.
so i took my pajamas off, slipped on some shorts and walked a few blocks up sunset
to go get a subway foot long meatball parm
i had a coupon for a free cookie.
while waiting for my bread to be toasted i remembered that earlier i had taken a photograph
of a man laying in his own liquid waste beneath a giant tree under a breathtakingly beautiful sky.
he was either dead or passed out because he wasnt laying on grass or dirt
no, he slumped upon small boulders, seemingly designed for one intention only:
to prevent the homeless from nearby skid row from napping beneath that shade tree.
as i decided on either chocolate chocolate chip
or chocolate with m&ms
i wondered if the photo turned out well.
later, upon inspection, i decided it was