Proesy
Proesy. A kind of poetic, rambling prose. Mindware.
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Friday, August 17, 2018
BEDSIDE GOODBYE.
Aretha!
Honey, you know its gon' be beautiful don't you?
Ain't no corner of this here world where your sweet voice ain't gon' be heard to-night!
Tomorrow too!
Shucks, it's gon' go on for a month of Sundays, Honey!
They gonna wake up slumb'rin Gabriel long 'fore yo flight supposed to arrive! Oh!
Yess. Sir. Ree!
An' you gon' be travelin First-Class!
Get you room for yo furs!
But they ain't gon' let you catch no forty winks up in their neither!
Them hostesses 'n fine-lookin' captains gonna spend so much time back in the cabin with you an' the champagne, they might damn well lose their way try an bring you back here to us!
But don't you worry sweetie:
GOD got the air traffic control!
GOD got the baggage claim!
GOD got yo' limousine!
GOD got the red carpet!
GOD got yo' freshen up!
GOD got yo' microphone!
GOD got the house lights!
GOD got the curtains!
All's you's got to do is SING for them angels, Honey.
Sing. Sing. Sing.
Wednesday, August 08, 2018
91%
I'm really good at
Introducing people to new things, from foods and places to passions.
I'm interested in the 9% uncommon-- I guess that's the well from which you'll pull new things to delight , shock and enthrall me. A bottomless 9% that refills everyday like Sheherezades tale and keeps my head on!
Sunday, July 29, 2018
Saturday, June 23, 2018
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Thursday, June 14, 2018
Rennaissance Fart
Even my brain wants my brain, trapped by so much eye candy, so I live in my mind while my personal and community bodies suffer dereliction.
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