linetimes

sometimes i feel so overwhelmed and uncomfortable with the flesh i carry. it's like walking around with alien-tissue lumps stuck all over myself.

in other news...
the bounce of ginger kicks with lemon
fizzles with the honey floozy
a brimming elixir
jettisons its fever

(this needs work)
ick.

plums. i'll never be tired of saying plums. plumplumplum. plump. lump. umpl.

serenading by hazard lights

today i doubt my compassion. and i worry i'm not drinking green tea. beetroot gives me rosy wee. and i can't help wondering if i was born into the wrong body...i feel more akin to the cnidaria and cephalopod families. there is no evidence there is someone 'out there' for everyone. people who say this are mawkish and i wanna spike them with hairdressing scissors. i'm not symmetrical enough. a smartie is approximately five calories.

cephalopods

cuttlefish are solitary animals.

they are attracted to bright colours.