

Of course, he uses his bottom lip to move the mouse track pad on his laptop....
I think I'm going to buy him a Wacom tablet so he can use the stylus for navigation....in exchange for when I get drunk and don't feel like writing shit down I can call his voicemail and leave one of my drunken slurred poems for him to type out and email to me I think it would be easier to read that way than the hieroglyphic scrawls I usually do on napkins and peeled beer coasters....
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
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