hay u.

damn the summer and the sun
i guess the weathers perfect and it should be done, and
hook up, raise up when you see
those
frick'n groundhog
holes

round and round
mindless,and round
and water, time goes by for drying
and the sun,knowing there's nothing in it but the feed

and it's something to do

even though it's mindless

the fag diet

lately, probably due to my age, i've been putting on a few, quite a few extra pounds. i also quit smoking several years ago and due to quitting i've substituted cigarettes with quite abit of food. i know of all the bad things cigarettes. can do to your body and besides that there so frick'n expensive. so in order to curb my appetite i've elected to resume the disgusting habit of smoking, i've chosen to make my own cigarettes and it seems to be working.

if you must smoke "and due to this weight loss thing i must," rolling your own is the way to go.and due to this pain in the keister economic recession it makes smoking just a little more affordable, sure the threat of cancer is still there but you'll be the most handsome dude "and thinnest," at the morgue.

rug

i don't know if you'd call it vain but i suppose you would, when i was younger "not that i'm quite ready for the bone yard," i had hair, there were people that had more, and some with less, but this was mine and i was proud of it, now i've reached that time in life where i'm losing it, off the top of my head and it's growing everywhere else, the remaining hair on my head is turning gray but the hair growing from my ears and eye brows looks funky and requires constant maintenance, and isn't even turning gray.

since i've been losing hair and the remaining hair has been turning gray i've been cutting it myself with an electric razor it gives you that world war two concentration camp appearance but at this age and stage in life i'm really not to concerned. i also have a spot on the back of my head where there should be hair but there's not, i was in the hospital once and developed a bed sore that was thirty years ago and i've never seen it"except in the mirror," they tell me it's nasty. so along with the buzzed off, with bed sore, concentration camp, hair dew, i appear as a older, past middle-age type dude with a bad hair day.

when i was younger i suppose i was more concerned about my appearance but now that i'm older my priorities have changed and i'm more aware of the cost of gas than whether or not my part is straight, and just think of the money that i'm now saving on hair products.

waste

there's nothing quite as disgusting as human waste, it's bad, real bad, especially if it's someone else's but even if it's yours it's bad. say you're walking down the street and you just happen upon a fresh pile it doesn't really matter who's it is, it's bad. now i've been living and working on my father-n-law's dairy farm for nearly 20 years, where he milks and fattens holstein cattle and holstein's have the cadillac of poop. personally i've never found the aroma to be offensive, any other poop fails in comparison. now baby holstein's are a little rank because of there mom's milk but as soon as they grow and no longer need mom there fine. chicken, turkey, and other members of the bird family are really bad, hog poop is really bad, the methane can cause you to pass out, now that's pretty bad. horse poop is sort of alright, depending on the horse's diet, and many other animals i've yet to experience the aroma from there poop,

farming

less than nothing, and all the cow droppings you'd ever want.

tuck it

i'm now 52 years old and it seems i can no longer tuck in my shirt and appear normal,"i really should take this opportunity to apologize to my mother,wife, and friends for not being better looking," it could be that at this age i simply don't care,"that would be a lie," i blame my weight gain on the lack of cigarettes, i smoked for quite a few years and i quit, knowing of the health risks and ridiculously high price of cigarettes but i didn't realize that i would know longer be able to tuck my shirt in. you absolutely never look at a magazine or really see anyone," other than someone with a big gut," with an untucked shirt. maybe it is my age, or my constitution but i really do miss it. so i started smoking again, and i haven't smoked in nearly 3 years, food definitely tasted better not smoking, maybe that was the problem? at any rate at the funeral home after i die from some tobacco related illness they'll be able to have an open casket viewing because hopefully i'll have lost the extra gut weight and i'll be able to tuck my shirt in, although i am 52 i think my dream of becoming a male model have faded, lets eat.

reunion

we were planning on a family reunion since all my brothers and sisters would be in town. my mother had quite abit of the summertime favorites, but none of mine,i was hoping for beans. my cousin's also attended the reunion, it's always nice to see them, i'd practically forgotten that they use to tease me about my uni-brow. after dinner we played croquet, my father use to tell my brothers,"now let your brother win, you know how he gets when he doesn't win," this time,since dad died," my brothers didn't let me win, so i took the croquet mallet and disciplined my brothers then i shot my mother and cousins, next time maybe they'll remember the beans. all i needed, and wanted was beans preferably baked, and served hot, maybe a variety of beans, with pork or bacon, i can taste them now, even now with my family all around me, of course they're not quite so active, and the teasings have stopped.