confusion about questions that never get answers, or people that never have the urge to spill it all onto the canvas. lets hide the truth over here behind all these lies, over priced condominiums and artificial smiles. lets hide the truth under our skin, no one will ever see it there. our sun darkened pelts are the perfect camoflage. they all say, "next to the meat of my body you will never see the real thing unless they dig and sift and prod though my flesh like a senior citizen metal detector crack addict combing the waterfront for long lost wedding rings and the ancient bottle caps of his fading youth". They all say it, they really do. ive heard those words uttered more than once, in more than one language, so dont think its not true. even though its buried very deep, the truth always floats to the surface. slowly making its way through the layers of yesterdays bland meals, sweaty high school workouts, warbling vhs exercise videos and blown weightloss programs. but i have the miraculous x ray human high velocity microscope to see through and sort it all out. yes sir, i'll sort it all into neatly stacked piles based on relevence and worth, all the while creating a vastly detailed inventory complete with tracking numbers and color coded paper labels that look like the stickers chiquita puts on bananas. only mine are different colors and look much cooler than theirs do. and i mean way, way cooler.
