if everything happened as expected, life woud be fucked up

fantastic advise Walker..

well said..

love Crim

ma beautiful sister TQ muchly. Luv ya,

bet when I die
the phone is ringing
and I'm just going out
and I really meant
to do something ..

yes, we all meant to do something, really do... man, even ya comments are little nuggets. TQ pal Paul! respect

Melia, ma sistah! yuppp.. so freakin true, but as humans we cherish only when it's gone. luv ya ma lady. A cherish ya luv so am not missin somethin special while its here am i? :-) :-)

Lady Melia, dats exactly the problem, we whine, we cry, we even decry, the sitaution as some kinda piss rainin' on us all da time, and give a few years, we turn back n say, whoa, wish dat sweet old times come back. a say fuck ya man, live the moment ya got, not the one ya ain't nevva gonna get back. i'll take dat cherry and dip it on dis whipped cream atop ma cheesecake. TQ Sistahh. luv ya

walker, dearest one,
i grow more & more enamored with your pen
& the wisdom that lies twixt the whimsy
of your form & syntax
you are marianna trench shallow ;-)
~ katerina  

Спасибо, моя леди! ты заставляешь меня улыбаться!  
 I wish I had, even a fraction of your IQ Так что я могу по-настоящему оценить ваши особые стихи  

you buried me under that mariana trench with the burden of ya affeccione ma lady.  
a write a shoot from ma head. sometimes too late, but if i hold back, process to suit others then am not original and true am i? so ya get what ya get that is, odd sytaxed poems. a know ya praised ma work, a loved it, just sayin da reason for it bein like dat.  люблю тебя ходунки

not sure I agree - sometimes death is a blessed release - is better than life

excellent ink :-)

but pal David, am prettty sure, a agree wid ya, sometimes, death is a sweet release. well, only wid a promise of heaven a say. TQ for seein ma ink as excellent wid ya excellent eyes ma pal. Luv ya, respects Walker