reality update

rip van winkle and pantywaist curmudgeons and old fiddlers.

so I was living in a burned out basement.
with the full moon in my eyes.
I was hoping for replacement.
f*ck you boy.
thas wotcha get for wot you done.
and the things you didnt
hehehehehehehe.
print the legend.
listening to a homely album from K-tel.
old time fiddle favourites.
they dont make em like that anymore.
why not?
so ya burned them off chuck.
they never moved away.
they got right next to the flame.
to the flame.
like ion streams burning out of Galacticas ganglia.
mass less particles going faster than the speed of light.
past any hope of transformation into something else.
never coming back.
no more nebula.
shining out.
transiting back into the singularity.
and poof.
go Bo.

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