Use me and abuse me, terrorize and misuse me. Chew me up and spit me out and tread on me by accident and stomp around on me for a day or two [or so and so or such and such or something else entirely] then scrape me off your boot. But!

For pity’s sake just don’t bore me.

And I swear [actually quite a lot] to try just as hard as I possibly might, not to bore you either.

Unless of course I already have.


Whippoorwill XO


P.S. It wasn’t a stranger. Shh….don’t tell. Don’t even ask.

We were full on idle.