Friday, January 8, 2021

Thank you Spirit for my spirit for the love in my soul in my heart and may I share it through the veil of my dysfunctions and may my spirit be conduit to others. Thank you for my peace and love and ecstasy and qualms and palms and dates and calendars and colanders and spaghetti and meat sauce and saucy tails and boozy broads and broadways and shows and performing arts and clicking cliques and snow shoes and snow trails and bunny's and deer and trees in mountains and purple majesties and queens and kings and gambits and gambols and jumbles and games and crosswords and crossroads and Jolene and Dolly and sheep and clones and clothes of the man clothes of the woman anyone's clothes and soft shoes and clever tales and jumping and shouting and shooting and looting and loose women and loose men in gay frolicking lives finding the pleasures of love and kindness and compassion and gratitude and being thankful for all we have and all we sharing and finding ecstasy in the sharing and in the giving and solving our problems and seeking our solutions and drinking water from taps in taps and tapping our shoes into the night and coming up smelling like roses and our asses catching on fire from the Dew Drop-In and gravel flying and cars spinning and General's flying in spirits and souls of the devil and the lord. Amen.


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