sometimes

I sometimes think about just for the sake of typing
No plan, no universal line of thought…
Just like an old hobo jumpimg on the first feight train he sees
not x caring about direction
like a school marm not really caring if every jonhy and suses in attenedance
and damn to paperwork
but somehow, I never really mmanaged to do it just yet
Like he ancedote of the doged bullet
I’m afraid any pem half-cocked is crap
and I am not on to tolerate imperfection on paper

ps thers spelling errors and this time, I didn’t bother to fiXanything! so ha