revisiting the chattahoochee

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Escape From Noise

prepuce repurposed posted:

guess what it's still hotter than

A sip of raspberry boochy?

# ¿ Apr 8, 2021 13:40

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# ¿ Apr 25, 2024 21:56

Escape From Noise

Another lonely night with a burger down by the river. Wincing at the sting of the mustard. I asked for none! Oh well. Too late to turn back now.

# ¿ Apr 8, 2021 13:44

Escape From Noise

I met a traveller from way down yonder,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless pyramids of cans
Stand in the pale moonlight. . . . Near them, on the muddy water,
Half sunk a shattered truck lies, whose fogged windows,
And grape snow cones, and sneer of cold burger,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that lived for the minute, and the heart that laid rubber;
And on the Georgia asphalt, these words appear:
My name is Alan Jackson, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
But he never got caught. Round the decay
Of that colossal hoochie coochie, boundless and bare
The lone and level muddy waters stretch far away.

# ¿ Apr 9, 2021 04:13