A day of deep thought.

Nazi’s
Horten heard a who
Evolution
Women

“Being Rad”.

What I wanted to do,
Movement inspire,
Me and you.
Watched not in ire.

If I can manage it all
Stick to tall-orders of fall
The blood in my body
To have somebody

The rush of thought
Time and emotion frought
Aware of the despair
Fear, passion pulled hair

Only afraid of after.
That, as a starter
Bucked all over, around
Skin, bone, flesh, ground.

This is the taste
Time’s bubbles go-to waste
Meet you in the state
My imperfect play mate.

Tinny-classical
Expectations
Handshakes
justifications
applications
implications
Homework
money
coffee
home
food
piss
run
go

This is “words for step-ladder”. A brain exercise to use words in a way going from largest to smallest
as they appear. If you fail, you stop or start again. Its brief and helps unstuck you from writers block.
That’s my idea anyway.

Here’s a quote for this exact situation that I just thought up.
“do you remember every piece of shit you’ve produced and flushed away”
No i’d say you don’t. If you do, you probably need more fibre, you have an imbalance.
Don’t we all. Shit.