I'm walking across the expanse of lawn between two tall buildings and from a distance, I see this guy leaning on the railing that puts a barrier between him and the air beneath him. As I walk closer, it looks like he is doing some serious contemplation. He's got this furrow between his eye brows and he's just looking at the ground. I start to wonder if it registers to him what it looks like he's about to do. One vault over the railing and he could be smashed. I want to tell this guy, "Hey, it won't work when you're so close to the ground. You'd just break your leg." Then it occurs to me...I didn't think about telling him not to jump- more like I was saying,"Hey don't try cause instead of loosing your life, like you meant to, you'll just break your leg." Funny, the closer I got, the more I noticed he was on the phone, leaning and looking. Not contemplating the space.
Loosing sleep together. Walking out to his car, he smiled at me and we would be loosing sleep together. How romantic.
Mad cow disease
drips off of the last brain you slerped
down your esophagus
and I missed my chance to tell you
not to eat cow brains
because of the mad cow disease.
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Oh, you spoiled the punchline by the title...
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