what a weird head. i wonder if at some point i may have had brain salad surgery followed by amnesia. that smug smiley indistinct lady hmm
she always had a blur about her
i had a kinda cultural amnesia for her
and gave her at the same time too much cred, the problem
with that is i get too little.
i go on too much as one of my shrinks said-maybe she's just a freek.

circus in amnesia
impromptu in the fresh floral air a lecture
on the law of the leash from a goof nut with her poo-poo off leash oh
i do go on(i cant go on, so on)
anyhoo she said it's the law, verticality, she said what if
all the pitbulls ran free
next day i see a pitbull run free and o look around for the leash law lady
and i go round the tennis court where that pro once attacked me
oh this is not concise not poetic
then a cop pulls up and i ignore her she's not for us and it turns out to be
then we see our friends they say i dint know others went this way
i tell him everything bumps into the next thing and today is bristly chaos
then we meet a sweet yes sweet bike cop named shawn and chat about dogs and bikes and obomba and health food.

so that's the story.