Keep moving-"900 times more!".
Sand tastes like the frog's freshly yellow guts
with pixie sticks.
Sex hates work more than AIDS and
the movement switches on the laugh
following the joke I never get.
We move from bar to bar, but I
can't see through the hair and motor oil
that seasons my thoughts.
I am trying to produce as much as I can because I just do not know what to bring to the workshop for next week.
Your workshop piece is fantastic. Stop worrying and just write!
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