Preamble To “Kookaburra Me”

An excerpt from ‘Kookaburra Me– Copyright © 2020 by Michael A. Kuch

BROUHAHA.  BASTARDO.  BÊBÊ.

“Not Funny, Kook!”

None of the Beautiful Shit masquerading as Mia Dolce Vita was my idea, except Part III – Act VII, the penultimate scene where I perish – or do I? – in a Shiitake mushroom plume of ash, vapor and chunks of molten lava at the smoldering base of Mauna Loa … a reluctant Mannchylde Martyr hedging on a big, fat promise to save Humanity from it’s nasty-assed self while a paparazzo potschkes with the lens cap and misses the Magma Enchilada exploding on my impromptu photo bomb.

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Cupid’s A Chubby Little Asshole …

HE DOESN’T KNOW JACK SQUAT ABOUT LOVE LOST®

Preservation Of Selfdom … Takes The Cake, Swallows The Enchilada Whole, And Whacks-A-Mole-Otta-The-Piñata … Cryptically-Speaking.

My First, My Last, My Only Option … Is To Bet On Self, Again – It’s Called Faith, Darling – But, That’s Not A Gamble Now Is It?

Whenever I Slip, Slide Away From God’s Cradle Searching For My True Authentic Self (Yawn, Gulp, Boo-Hoo, Yadacetera) … He Pulls Me Back In, Time’s Me Out, Says (Paraphrase The Divine / #Blasphemous):

“Listen You Little Shit … Don’t Fuck This Up, Again!”

FUN FACT CONFESSION OBESSION DERAILMENT

“I Don’t Love Easily Or Necessarily Well Enough All The Way To The End, But My Starts Are A Thing Of Wonder And Beauty … Hell There It Was – Unknowable As Ever Staring Me In The Eyes – Love’s Bad Timing Is Asshole Cupid’s Unfunny Practical Joke …

Where’d It Come From? – Poof – Where’d It Go?  I Hardly Knew Ya.

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