what does the boulder do? what does the mountain do? what does the sea do?
they keep on giving the invisible finger to the haters, the polluters, the fakers, the liars.
its the ones without courage that im the most concerned with tonight as i fly chopper one for the first time in years.
did i steal it? you cant steal whats invisible. you cant steal whats been stolen.
you cant steal a mans best friend.
what does the chopper do when its soul mate is back in the saddle? it hums.
only eddie van halen can play that one guitar with the stripes.
only babe ruth can swing that 39 ounce mammoth bat.
theres only one busblog only one chopper one only one person meant to fly those things
and it sure aint Fear.
mr t pitied the fools.
me, i never liked being called t
so he can pity those fools too.
he says why be lesser than
why do it the cheater way
why not get in here on the other side and be honest for the first time
why not work a little at it: sharpen yr hatchet.
charles bukowskis ghost aint got time for your fiddle faddle.
hes got a new old racetrack to haunt.
the kittens have so much fun with the plastic orange bag that the newspaper comes wrapped in.
theyre so light and they slide on the hard wood.
they chase things that arent even there.
the one will be sitting doing nothing and move its tail in the slightest
and the other one will spring over to it and take a good swipe.
everything must be touched or sniffed or batted at or climbed on or rubbed against.
they both talk to me and get jealous im writing you.
one seriously just walked on my leg, made its way up and is now wresting on my arm
purring, reading this little post
about a ghost
the other is scratching us both
and trying to get that tail.
how does taylor swift write this song at 20 years old
on her third record.
after she has already written all the good songs youre supposed to write
but then she goes and writes this one.
tell me that tom waits’ is that much better