bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Good Friday 21st March 2008.

It is Good Friday....i am going to try and remain within the four letters of will be hard,with all the snakes and ladders crawling beyond my window dragging their chains of foreboding, crashing them on the world as if the last supper was indeed the first and war of the worlds was not fiction.
This week i bought the new release from Billy Bragg..of which my hands dithered over two versions on offer..i am a sucker for limited editions so chose the double CD...i prefer the solo version enclosed, perhaps reminding me that for much of the 80's..i was dead..i put luv in two separate bags one labeled simply luv,the other besotted luv..sadly my besotted bag burst in the 80's..i promised myself that never again would i sniff the heavy scent that pours forth from such.Oblivion is a hard task master holding the whip hand cutting until no more cuts can be made.Even knowing this.
The promise has vaporised into a bag full of saccharine turtles who continue to snap,purge,laugh..i am waiting for the " told you so "....which was once sighted some months past but is now resting under a pebble on life's rocky road whether ever i look beneath again remains to be seen.
I have been horny for much of this week,maybe spring in the air has opened the can of worms which slip slide with to much ease into the dark rings i penetrate,my female side is screaming out loud now maybe she also feels spring is near, enough to dress...i often wonder where i was in the queue when the three fates handed out goodies,i can only say they must have been in a mischief making mood to hand out both bisexual and transvestite in one bag.
Was i at the front or back..Ha..and that was all that was left.
A tiny bit of vanity creeps in...who ever reads this..Happy Easter and know your much luved...

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