yeah, Andrea, but ... but ... all that "experience" ... so much more than the enigmatic black guy or the happy old minuteman baby-doc or the ... the ... well ... more experience than you or me or Rossy ... anyways ..........

yes, saddle 'er up ol' Duke McC & ride off into the sunset on Dubzie's white horse

or not!!!! & say u took a shot before

retirement

(we are years conditioned to our "right" to VOTE for a politician [rah-rah-sis-boom-bah] who's job it is to raise as much money as possible for what? noboby really knows .. while f^cking the masses in every possible fleecing way, baby. & we argue & we fight and we hope it'll be different this time ... because most of us dig this life and the people & spaces we share it with ... so maybe we still are hope ... and probably we are cynical by experience and if we still live-on inside ... we are the what … what-what … what-what …we are legion … in silence & song … making babies … and cutting-expenses for the long-long-run … and dreaming about our well-meant autonomy as the sun goes round & round our swiss-cheesy flat archaic earth-tome home of the riddled and the lonely and the temporarily pat-handed and the glad sidled-up to the machine & the dreamers in dream and the doers in jeans and the lovers knowing love and the show-ers showing-off and the mighty-mites breaking bottles beside bars, below lofts, and the sound of smart bombs being stupid on TV, ...yes, we are the seeds of endue xylem & we flicker and we flame and sometimes we are willing to take the blame, and our eyes are varied colors ... while so ... so similar at times it hurts....)