lovely karenMay 2 2012 at 12:42 AM
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my vanity coudn't resist making a slight change to a post to karen mcwolf. it comes in the last line.
mourning over anissa? mourning over someone you never knew personally? nor ever will? who died long, long ago? it's an unneccessary burden, why do it?
you completely had me with those profound and sensitive questions karen. they deserve answers only true poets(of which im not one)can give and have given, but very few bother to read or understand; they require too much effort. it's easier to get a new girlfriend or a new boyfriend than go through the struggle of understanding.
my lovely karen take my hand this quiet, peaceful night. let us walk down dockweiller beach, up to 100 reese street; let us contemplate all the mystery of life, death, and fate together.
lovely karen -- hamburgers are tangible, satisfying, and unhealthy. lovely karen, look with me at the stars up above, above dockweiller beach and 100 rese street. hold me. embrace me. lovely karen!
my lovely karen, over there, yes there, there's the shack my lovely karen. shall we go there and [exchange the stars for] hamburgers and fries?