a blown boy

one can't call a day today unless it is now. i like to think i did a thing about a while and it is now okay with the people, the lone satellite, and the ocean. i think about luck, goodness, and a one-night stand which went away so easily. it's like a bubble. you know soon it will be lost. saying again won't get it to you again.which is lost is lost and soon you'll find it in a new thing. i think about God and the insult i get when i go to a place of faith on a sunday. i do the insulting so it's actually a healthy self-help thing. i was once a toy so i know what it's like not to flee when a bad thing is beneath the bed and i think they ought to clap good sentences about this. it is difficult and easy and fun like a school subject one is stuck with for a long while. goodness is a quiet thing seeping in one's own laws and gets one bad-looking dates. seduction is plain body talk. life is good.