sometime you pretend to blend, and sometime you show up more. sometime it seem the whole thing run on corruption and dirty oil.

sometime you notice a girl mimic your dog lame walk. sometime you have to hold your dog from blowing sideways in a windbuilding vortex into the intersection traffic while waiting at the stoplight. sometime you laugh. sometime you cry. sometime a girl kid with bottle glasses says hi, honeys to the dog. sometime the dog just make your day. sometime you want to, like, melt with coyote through chain link fence. sometime you think there so much money to be made-- it's hopeless, incalculable, the cost of life. sometime we cannot calculate what we lost. sometime we just count time.