Wednesday, November 27, 2024

Sun Ov A Butch Cassidy

 Should you admire a star or become narcissistic and burn yourself for billions of years. Pets are the ideal medium. They don't require artificial emotions. The cat was on the stage of my guitar case. I tried to get a photo of her performing meow. It was a strong performance. Thankfully I could afford the ticket price. And I didn't have to stand in line in the elements. I think I will try and watch her next one too  At least I have someone I want to clean the kitchen for. We have already established unique ways to communicate. She dips her paw into a crystal glass when her bowl is out of water. I fill it 2/3ds the way full. Thankfully I am indoors and don't have to care about the cold tonight.  It is average cold, not miraculous. Or mercilous. A dead Nazi here or there on the side of the road. Should I check his pockets for ID?  An ambulance is on the way. He might still have a pulse. Should I save him? Is he evil? Should I get out the paint swatch and measure the color balance. He has a slight tint. Maybe it's a shadow or he's slightly dirty. Maybe I should test his DNA first to detect his nationality. Is his blood red or is it white. Has he ever consumed ethnic food? Has he ever felt anything in his pants looking at someone who isn't a nazi. The ambulance arrived. They aren't nazis either. Roadkill.

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