Technology Below Biology

 

              As I was driving along the highway to work, I passed through a wooded area.  Past some trees I saw a deer.  Then there was a shroud of yellow flowers.  I thought of Yellowstone. 

              That was where I called you, ‘Fraulein.’  It was my Foul Line.  Because I am a Fowl Blind.  Not once, not twice, not even thrice I was Four Bind.  This may be your spice of lice and I am not full of lies.  Well, I do have a Foil Mind.  But I don’t need to  be Forward Mined.  I also don’t need to be kneeded. I just should look up a Four Word Find.  You do not look up to me.  To you I am just the Fudged Up Kind.  You told me that I am ‘No Kind To Me.’  But you are the one Not Kind To Me.  So, a Knot Mind Is Me.

              Your pal just said, ‘Pig Slash.  You keep teaching me Math.  Along with causing me a lot of fright.”

              I forget if he was Robinson or Robot’s Son.  Anyway, him and Cary had just Predated or was that predicated.  Anyway, I had a Date before and it sure was a  Predict Date with you Previous Dictator. She said I just try to dictate and all I do is  spell it wrong.  Or did she say that with me she’s always smelling something wrong.  And she sung to me , “Wrong, wrong are the deranged. Where the beers and the cantelope get played.  And someone is weird, and discourages with sneers.  Oh, you’re drinking at that bar all day.”

              A classmate told her, “Psychic Readings are much more correct when you watched a person ahead of times and asked the Bank how much they owe and to whom.  If a person is sick, tell them that they are being psychic and viewing auras.“   And all this time I thought that instead of trying to act Psychic she was being a real Psycho. It makes me sigh when I get kicked.

              Anyway, I finally got to work, and, Geminis or Geminids or Germ Filled Eyes, I was told a  Gar Man IDs  So my day was full of Garage, and that sure was Garbage.  As things go on, I hope A long hopping toad, where the earth is green, Stands a strong stupid abominable that you’ve always seen. He had swam around the Jupiter while the Earth was being born, and as horrid as it all was him playing his horn.  There will be green Alabamas and Gong sounding fleas.  We stumped around ceder selling fleshy group hugs with some symptoms that please.  You’ll notice some capes and drapes and vampire apes who keep popping their corn. The ugliest of them all is me, who makes everybody morn.

              My boss just asked me “Are you taking an anti-biotic or are you just being against biological technology?”

              All I said was, “I just saw Jack kill and hide.”

              He then asked me, “Are you comfortable or still confrontable?”

              I thought I was able to comfort.  I try to stay in my con fort.  I did not realize that nobody knows or cares where I crumb from!  All and all I think we are just a concerted.  We need to fill everything with nos and not a nose and nobody knows it is sure not a contorted consort.  So, are the bosses  asking me to just be a knee wart?  They sure are not Just. You yourself are so cold that you claim you are justice.  In reality You are just ice.  You tell me I sure don’t serve you right but you want to sever my right.  Arm that is.

              Back on the factory line I am wondering, is it only that you can’t stand me or you can’t stand Earth?  You sure can’t stand on Earth.  You are not the Standard.  I have stained ears.  Because of me you  get strained ears.  Are you really anything at all?  You sure don’t do any thinking at all.

              Another coworker asked me, “Are you the one that does any thinking or are you just a tin can thing?”

              I just sighed and said, “I don’t wallow in the soup where I’d get swallowed by the stoop.  Hang me, gang me, lose me all my hope and hang me,  and while you’re at it, keep that life blood out of my daily meal.  Save it, brave it, catastrophic crave it.  I want to do things and you definitely don’t want to do thinks.  Definitely defy defining me.  You can’t find me anywhere.” 

              So now I’ve dug in a way to coordinate my eyesight with photon feelings on my upper epidermis.  A silicon crystallization is crossing the mid under trained Mediterraneans on Neptune.  We all will do stupid acts that we are told so we may be paid for keeping those magnetic waves in their own, owned, and owed collection lines.

              And since this is Yellowstone, the geysers are the geezers what we pay for with our tweezers so I’ll sneeze air as my life bares and I’m not rare, we’re all around here.  Hair me, dare me, no one at all is Fair to Me.  And since I am at the Fair, I must be a clown who got cloned in the dome where we are all down. 

              Hi Fi over night, the first car I hit tonight, I fish at bays, I delight with fright, I’m on the road to hit you right.   You just keep on attracting all those flies while I lie to this herd of Nuns.  Anyone.

              A vampire at the end of the claw is our president at the end of the law. Which is our loss and that Witch is our boss.    Lawyers are lawless with their blood sucking teeth on our throats.  Musk makes us fly to Mars but muskies swim in real water, not the stuff that went down the drain.  Our lives were drained for four years and they are being drained again for another four years.

             

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