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Wednesday, September 25, 2002
CHAPTERS
My last "serious" (laughing out loud) relationship
completed one moon cycle.
Before that, there was the three month, Friday night love affair.
The slow demise of the other monkies interest in me,
is largely due to my "imaginary" girlfriends.
Some may say, I have a taste for the "unattainable";
That I am a prisoner of the hunt.
Shall we go so far, and call them fatal attractions?
I find it tragically funny the way
a moth will persist on flying into the fire,
because of it's dedicated distance between it and the "sun".
One fact remains, I am not an easy person to be in love with.
My heart goes out to the sucka' who ends up doing it.
For starters, I average two nights up,
and on the third night sleep & dream.
I am obsessed with muzik, and have yet,
to let any women or man
come between me and my guitar!
Really, my list of incompatibility traits is rather impressive.
Not only am I a chronic pothead, but I also smoke tobacco.
Many have found me bold in the game called love, while others may have
experienced more of a hide 'n seek game.
My taste for oddities and the strange
has been a bit much for some people to sink their teeth into.
Whereas, I have come to accept that the unbeaten path
usually leads me to the sights of my curiousities~
When I'm not playing music, or practising my martial art,
FUNK-FU
you can find me on commercial drive, with the kid,
checkin' out the babes...
chillin' with mike hunt, or listening to M.O's latest mix.
Anymonkey who wants to do the run with me will also be
putting up with the fact that I'm a social hermit.
Getting me out to go to a movie is about as easy as
getting a kiss from the American government
before they fuck you up the ass!
On the other hand, getting me to record a song with you
is as easy as
"americans" fucking little brown peoples countries up the ass.
Love is as easy, or as hard as we make it out to be.
War sucks...
still, somewhere out there~
there's a "monkey" for me.
Together we will grow old.
as thriving, gorgeous mutants~
who possibly flee to the underground or mountains.
Living outside the great cities walls with kindred spirit.
Pioneers of free power and "free" people.
Feasting on love...food,MUZIK and eachother.
posted by Milli
at 9/25/2002 08:00:00 PM
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