today’s concern is about the balls being taken away, or maybe it’s not a concern, maybe the concern is being alone in a hotel room, maybe the concern is murder, maybe the death should be recreated in a bathtub, there might be concern as to whether she’s old enough, somebody take this bag away and tell her she can’t participate anymore, people have gone underground, people don’t concern themselves with their litter in the community, when we emerge from the underground the middle-aged woman points her gun at me, be tougher, she says, bad things happened down there, her new strength makes her the unpleasant, paranoid woman who is truly right, tough to make out, pretty much tough shit, she doesn’t need a bed to rest her head, she dreams in the tough language of advertisements, she barks a mean jingle when you touch her, you have to rewind really slow, it’s a tough time getting to work, it’s tough walking in these sandals,
it’s tough giving the message to hurry up and save the pooch,
I tell it to the tough guy plotting to fix things, the one who always has a tough time relaxing, he tells me he’s tall, I tell him to stand up and prove it, I tell him how it all went down, I tell him Frodo returned to Middle Earth and tough guy needs to bring him back to Upper Earth because we need him, I tell tough guy I don’t care how he does it, I can tell he’s not happy, he doesn’t want to do this, he’s neither a Christian nor a supporter of the death penalty, he’s concerned about crossing boundaries, I tell him I understand that he needs to simmer down,
I tell him to move it,
