When I’m happy and in a relationship, I always forget about how awful it was when I was single. It’s happened from time to time in my life, sure. As a lover of words, I’m reposting this one, because I like how it flows and maybe it’ll help somoene else out there who is single chuckle, live within a shared moment and keep hope lit for another day. Because one day, your knight in shining armor will sweep you away off your feet, knock the bitterness out of your heart, and you won’t know what hit you.
11.30.18 BB
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“Hot Air B”
As I get older
As I get carried away
40 and single, angry and alone
I get carried away, I get carried away
like a hot air b in Albuquerque
floating up into the clouds, up up into the sky
If one more fake fag pisses me off I think I’ll just die
And I wonder why I’m so alone
Aren’t I a catch? Something geeky and cool
Won’t you give me a chance? You fucking tool.
As I get older
As I get carried away
40 and single, not quite ready to mingle
Give me some space, I never want to see you again
Get away from me, you three piece suit xerox copy
I need someone who is artistic and not a label
No AOL/Time Warner Fodder for me, thanks
No alt/punk/bear gay guy with tire holes in his ears
Please, be original and ready to piss off some queers
Just shut the door and keep talking to myself
Eventually, someone will take this dusty old book
off from the top shelf and give it a fresh look.
10/11/15 Sun 1:42 pm BB.
Photo from Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta, 2015
Ballistik Coffee Boy. 
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