Saturday, February 6, 2016

we ain't got a prayer they'll run out of oil before they destroy the world getting it but we can meditate peace anyway.


we met a flock of birders in bobolink meadow and all agreed mr.'s the buddha and he was smiling big as the sun, i thought what if the evil cop came and i said but he's the buddha, she'd say, it doesn't make any difference, under the law we're all created equal, and i'd say under my breath, but he's the buddha. and so on. if you meet the buddha on the path, leash the boy.

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