Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Chicken F'N Noodle Soup
My mind races and the words get all mixed up like cold alphabet soup, …
I twirl the spoon and it spells….
You don’t get it. I have to say it out loud for you to get it. Mispronounce the words and talk in etch-a-sketch language.
Try to put them in order.
Take the spoon and plop the soggy “I’ve said this before” words up like little soldiers on the edge of the bowl.
It makes you crazy.
“What the hell are you gonna say next?”
I don’t know….
Right now, the soup is cold…..