When I get a bone, I hide it in the couch
to keep it away from Honeys. I use my nose
parts and I bury it in the cushion crack. I tell you,
I bury it good, too. I bury the absolute shit out of it
until I have changed the top of my nose from
black to red and put some of the red on
all of the couch covers.
Another thing is, I don’t always eat what’s
good for me. If you want to know the truth,
I have mistaken a Honey poop for food. I
can’t explain it. I don’t want to try.
Also, I drink too fast and too much.
It can produce a hack, innit.
Sometimes a vomit.
Look, I have made my body hurt from
the things I do to it.
I have done the things that generate the
I have had to do the things that exorcise
the stomach gremlins.
But I would probably do it all again,
I reckon. Yes, after a time,
I would probably do it all again.
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