  ok ok -  it's been a while.  Me and the fellas took some time off to clean the pipes and recharge the batteries but we're on our way back.  I promise.  As of late,  I've been somewhat motivated to write an article on love.  It's damn near immpossible to fully get a handle on something that complex but,  after considering my angle,  I think I've just about got it down.  For now,  however,  let my cheesy poetry surround your mind.
 We're coming back -  you have my word.  In a puddle is where I saw my constitution on a brisk walk from here to greatness I looked up and saw how far down I had yet to travel and I had her to thank for the walking shoes She lives there in my neighborhood watching me with my awkward tie my silly blue jeans and stupid grin and she loves from there on the broken bench paint flaking off fleck by fleck as winds pulled her dress mercilessly taut against her shadowed frame her wet eyes carasses my side and old feelings rise within her/
me tethered and seperate from this scandel living in my nightmare neighborhood what to think now of my constitution.  fair warning had been issued yet I couldn't help but pause to reflect on her hard gentle purpose of loving me intensly forever and forever I looked up and saw how far down I had yet to travel and I had her to thank for the walking shoes -
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Dexter Otis Green 
