Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Love is not Love
that alters when it alternation finds
-Monday is a great day to be a vicious Conservative!
Think about it: you’re forced back into work,
hung over from the weekend, stomach-sick,
and thoroughly pissed.
-Do you relax Tuesday?
-Then I’m a Liberal! Pie-in-the-sky horseshit to spend
everybody else’s money.
-Don’t tell me you alternate!
-Precisely! Wednesday, gleefully back to grinding the
faces of the undeserving poor...which is all of them,
especially our darker brethren.
-So? You’re opposite extreme Extremists!
-Thursday, I peak. Pretty little guillotine on the bed of
my pickup, I cruse the upscale shopping centers after work.
.
-My God! You don’t...execute?
-Not yet. Just, remind. Play a cassette of heads hitting
baskets is all.
-I’m afraid to ask about Friday.
--Don’t be! I take it off. Friday begins a long weekend.
A prolonged Drunk!
-Well, you must stop! It’s crazy! And even though you
alternate, the twin monsters are inside you at all times.
Contraries! You can’t hold contraries...!
-Why I’ve held as many as six contraries before breakfast!
-That’s Alice in Wonderland!
-Isn’t everything?
Labels: Alice in Wonderland, alternate, Conservative, extremist, guillotine, liberal, weekend
