Morning after night was of intimations.
They came to remind us of flesh’s surprises . They come to us in our pees standing in bathroom. Pees come with interruptions. Backs refuse to cringe .
Dorothy’s jokes are sardonic reminders of mortality. Fucking busy or busy fucking. The latter you cannot be, in a tattered coat . You are former on the smart phone. Try to stitch back a few tatters. Generally pretend to be fucking busy. But try to stay erect on the stick so the birds do not crap on you.