dusty311

As i stood there i joked of throwing her into a freshly dug grave...
stopped...
life moarning life
from a molment in my life
today i went to visit an old friend.
i accompanied her grandchildren
to her headstone, to think she has been gone 7 years, to day was her birthday,
i stood there, towering over them looking like a mix between lurch and a fucked up undertaker.
i wore bright blue kikwear with no shirt. i think i lost it at the park earlier. it was ok tho, my electric blue leather zipper tie was awesome against my tan.
i my friends james ans alyssa while they groomed her dwarfed memorial, amidst this meat garden.
while i stood there i felt for alyssa,
after i pulled such a joke, i realized that her grandmother and her shared today as a birthday. and i tried to throw her in a grave not but a stones throw from
her older self i dont even think she noticed... i guess it is a deffence against
realizing that her going there to greive, she deep down is crying for her own flawed mortality.

for pitiful sake