mapping the metaphysical
panting the paradoxical
I鈥檓 a t-rex in reading specks, wearing Monday鈥檚 undies on Sundays. I鈥檓 a strip mall superplex, drawn to the regression of y on x. The first thing I do in the morning is squint. The last thing I do at night is blink. And in between, I鈥檓 the cupcake mix mistress, a veritable dame. Call me Madam- I punnish puntificating puny puns with punderful punitive punderment.
I鈥檒l meet your tacky toes with a tic, turn it inside out, make a limerick. Frame hullabaloos in haikus, adjust so it鈥檚 in my camera鈥檚 view. Ready. Aim. Take the picture. There. A thousand words like scripture, but really it鈥檚 just my friends. And th
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