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Birds, Bees and Squirrels

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It just seems useful not to care. I try this tactic now and then. I think it worked in New Orleans. …Like a perfumed woman. Smellin' of where she's been. Smellin' of Oregon cherries Or maybe Texas avocado Or maybe Arizona sugar beet… That’s my Pal Joey; my name was Joie when I was a pretender, that’s for sure. I wish it worked. I just can’t bear the flat, drab, dumb and stateless days. And so, I open up that sweet trap door, to surging, rushing, pounding, swelling, burning life again.