Shallow Dance

by Matty Sullivan

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Anyway, You'd Regret It

It’s gonna be quick. I don’t have time for messing around this morning. Many things to do and long miles to travel.

Good morning. If I was crazy, I would tell you about the dreams I had. But I’m not that crazy. Anyway, you’d regret it. Nobody wants to hear about babies getting punched intentionally in the face.

People are afraid of strange things. I don’t have any particular thing in mind, but it’s true. At least I think it is. I’m sorry, I’m probably not making any sense. But sometimes when there’s nothing going on in my mind, my fingers will take over and type out things that have no real import, just to make something happen. I guess it could be worse. At least they aren’t turning violent or nasty. For example, butt monkey. Or monkey butt. See? Except that came from my brain, not my fingers. So I guess I’m just being silly.

And now I need to go. And just when things were getting interesting. Monkey butt is always interesting. By which I mean, the words ‘monkey butt’ are interesting to me, but if someone showed me pictures of actual monkey butts, I would not be interested. So don’t do that.

Good morning.