Monday, July 4, 2016

I'm only faking, when I get it right

The green is so soft in the suburban sunmet evening  lithgNing bugs. Burd baths, gr8lls, fireworks and berr. Mosquitos.  Americans.  Cicadas. Charcoal. Brats. Beer, sweat. Shorts, flipflops thongs and mosquito bites. Donald trump, piuson ivy, humidity. Fathers, sons, brithers sisters cohsins finaces sparklers water hoses irises. Nir ana, eisenhower, mcarthy, james brown, skateboarding. Fire arms deaths,  preppers, highway deaths, dri erless cars and the cdc. The ocean's trident submarines. I saw it in the end. I saw it in the sky. I thought it was the end. I thought if was the 4th of july. Dusk, softly softly. Unhusked corn on the fire. Unfiltered beer in the growler.goffam, i am proud of my country's beer. It's nearly as good as our drones. Back porches. Fireworks. Laughyer andDyeeehaws. Yeehae. Trees and shrubs. Soft syret lights. Battery is dying. Texting myself. Sheds. Gates. Pucket fences. Crickets. Softer and softer and sofrtr lights and sounds. Mor and more pops of firecrackers, some withhisses, the expensive kind. Others like .22s, the not expensice kind. Maybe they are .22s. Chain link gences. Hand cuffs. Scams. Healthcare. Polive officers. Asbestos. Cinders. Evening. Chirps. So many fureworks, sounds like kabul. Pop pop PoP shreeeeeeeeeew pop hiss pop pop boom hiss tonlle shreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep hiss boom pop
Pot bellies. Smoke. Lottery tickets. Crossed fingers. Optimism. Impatience. Religion. Love. Hidden farts from women. Farts hidden from wonen. Hamburgers and hotdogs. Briwn spicy mustard. Stupid flags. Nationlism. Cancer and evil. Fuses, warheads. Cousins, swimming pools. Chlorine. Gas. The price of things. Rebellion as a tradition. The mystic of failure, the mystic of the rebound
Ants at the picnic. Post truth politics. Aging. Living grandparents. The war, the war. Benefits. Returement. Childrens futures. Drugs. Beer. Happiness. Ambition. Filthy people. Balckened, rotten people. Lottery winners. Miney dor nothing. Battery running out. Typingburgemtly. Not aure how much moreEi cam get in. Eingig church bells. Not aure how丫long they will go. Not aure what time it is. Direworka still going. Liggntk.g bugs rtill there. I craskngly feantic thping the war of the worlds, orsen weellls. Soelling . Autocorrect. Radiotdhwad. Hangovers. Heat. Himiduhty seasy. Fantic typing. Digiltial dage nithing wi ever7fbe the same. Fishing. Chdhiod memories. Nlue skies. Blue skies. Taipei. Home i kiss taopei iimiss taiwan firwworka and i.iss theEpeplle and i miss the country. Taiwan is alrwady independant.

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