Friday, January 11, 2019
Deep Nitwittery
-Forgot day of week!
-That Altzy?
-Did in my 30s too. So...been gone since then?
-What the hell IS today anyway? THURSDAY? No kidding? What happened to Tuesday and Wednesday?
-What did?
-Some god’s in charge of fucking us both
up with time.
-Yeah? He’s still going strong!
-I...didn’t expect to MUTUALLY disintegrate!
Tragic outcomes being strictly solo? America
being romantic that particular way.
-And therefore Literary? Then, why does it
feel like everything else?
-Never ask that question?
-Why not?
-It’s profound! Thus leave you your
very self in the process!
-I can breathe again!
Labels: Alzheimer's, forgetting, friends, literary, rhetoric of friends, romantic, self concept, self image
