Unfinished Thoughts / July Something or Other

the day was too long.

I was too complicated.

Torn a little lately.

I am good. I am working hard.

Modern life interferes with whatever it is I am working on...

and I cannot. Let go. Let go of my ego.

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the court case rings in my ears and my sensibilities.

I do not think I am comfortable doing jury duty again.

I let an insane woman attack a innocent intoxicated woman and walk away.

She laughed in court when identified by her attacker.

She was captured on tape beating a nurse walking home from a bar.
while walking her dog.

While walking her dog, whose leash she grabbed first BEFORE hitting the victim.

Yes. on tape.

But a motherfucking preponderance of the evidence, seeds of doubt planted by a skilled scumbag public defense attorney and bunch of legal mumbo-jumbo and she's let go on a technicality.

KaRMA REPAYS all those who are banished from the reality palace.

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Also a big fuck you to Paul Dilly-dally
and his boastful post-fifty bedpost notching while discussing
LAME sexual encounters.

A Total Pig Paul? YOU WERE FUCKING ASLEEP!!!

SNOORING!

Seriously eat a fucking bag of old dicks. You were asleep at the fucking trough. You're pretending to be gorging from the well while you skim the surface and feign stinky mystery. Meanwhile Bob and I have gone so far down the same rabbit hole no one else have ever been where we are with each other or ourselves. And you? You're skipping stones over a cold dead lake hopping to strike lightning.

And he was a Pig in bed? I pity your lack of achievement Paul.

Really.

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Music continues to heal me. We have not given up on each other.

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