Omw to the park I thought getting there’s not gonna be the problem
But the getting back
And that was actually hella hard
On your way there it’s the onslaught of anxiety over whether
Or not you have to pee
But I was fine
So then it was the pain in my tendons on either sides of my knee otw back
It happened whenever I tried to rush
I had to slow down a lot
And trick myself into thinking it’s all in my head until I got back
It was Easter Sunday too
I’ve heard one is expected to go full woke these days
in the same way, one supposes, one might have been
expected to go fully nude in another era. At least, one can
go woke without getting sand in one’s crotch. I’ve made
a point of adopting that old custom from slave times
of leaving 3 black-eyed peas on my plate for good luck.
Thanks again for the last weekend. In Lockdown, being in California is unlike what you go through every day. For example, the plumbing is all fucked. The wolves are losing their home. And then look at Facebook.
Page numbers are coming. Book of the Dead.
A little boy grew a gun out of his hand like the first time I saw it on the radio show.