#herefirst

My life is made up of 30-minuete intervals. 30 minutes to get dressed, 30 minutes to drive to work, 30 minutes to eat lunch, and thirty minutes to watch the daily news Coyote mother is this what you had in mind when you moved your pups to town? I learned the language I learned how to blend my colors to match the grayness I learned how to dance their way Ah but, She-za-tickle-to, ain't that the name of a quarter horse? A black-haired horsewoman nasty dancing with fat fingered midgets and slender black winos drunked up, fucked up sweatin' the blues A wild thing She-za-tickle-to, swiggin' slugs of Jack Daniels a switchblade strapped to her thigh teasin' the regulars trying to pick fights, passin' for white, passin' for Lebanese, passin' for Jew, just passin' through Coyote woman where are your pups now? No doubt skulking from the German Shepherds and trying to remember...