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awareness, California, death, Family, Health, Los Angeles, Narcissism, Observations, Poetry, Relationships, Scott Wannberg
There’s been an egging
An
Epic
Egging.
Then TP
Lobbed at sticky eggs
A viscous
Non-art related
Fresco
Of
Mind, body and soul
What the hell people?
Is that all you got?
If you want to kill me
You better get skilled
In the Nair rebellion of 1980
Balloons
Of hair removal
Catapulted
At the noggin
Is
Good old-fashioned fun
With no
Long lasting damage.
Your petty
Silent treatments
Are confirmation of weakness
But
If you know me
Well
Enough
I’m not down
No
I’m not down
For long
I can brew
And
Brew
My
Wellness
Like
Workers tea
4 bags
4 minutes
Then watch out.
Scott Wannberg was singing
In my dreams
Again
Trying to remind me
Of the warrior
Inside.
And let’s face it
You know
I’m stronger.
So do I.
I’ve just been reading your
Bad
Pamphlets
Believing your rhetoric
So that you felt good
About yourselves
But let’s face it
Some soldiers
Should just be left
To shoe
The horses.
Not plan
Or
Act
In the battle.
So listen Jackie’s:
Chickity check yourself
Before
You
Wreck
Yourself.
Walter Kitty's Diary 
that’s a riddle wrapped in an enigma…enjoyed the words but am lost as to meaning. perhaps just the enjoy is enough…
Sometimes it’s fun to cloak meaning in nonsense. It certainly helps me to make light of seriously scary existential experiences.