pacific to lake michigan

-robot santa, a foot spa, stephanie b.s skirt, mechanical monkey head is in the bed.
monkey head is pensive usually but some times i would go around back and there
would be a big ol' grin, like " ooooh, im super happy with santa right now!"








some where between the pacific ocean and lake michigan, robot santa
and mechanical monkey head were looking back at the long road behind.
"nostalgia, curse you."
i can't seem to drink my coffee black.
i wish i could but i need the cream
to not make the bitter face.
when i asked for cream at the
mechanics waiting room next to their free coffee stained table scattered with brouchures for the best lubrication available they pulled out this powder stuff in Tupperware that had a piece of tape that said "cream" on it.
(its not really cream)