Staff Meeting...A Study in Brown

Time to be awesome
Having an awesome time
Awesome co-workers
Nothing is not awesome
Kind of awesomely

Yes, this is awesome
One awesome
Utilizing awesomeness
                                       
                                       --Sierra B. Maxwell

Why I am not a hugger....

they say that true love
   alters not, though
             alteration finds
and you may seek it like
           a star
that guides a wandering
       ship, o
they're goddam right sometimes,
         from the day you lose your
                  fkkn mind
   and your friends think you started
              smoking crack
     doesn't ever take a drive
and not come back,
       that it stays and sleeps
     on your couch
        makes a smell you can't
            track down in
   your closet.
         True love, that worrisome
thing, itching like a cast
      on your broken arm,
turning it weak and white and skinny
      It's a wingman that farts
              in a crowded bar
   blaming it on you
             I'll name it Chet or Chase
                      or Halston    
                    because those are douchebag names
that always has to have the last laugh.
     Oh true love, you
        blind drunk bastard,
             lead me around,
      scrawling idiotic titles and
           penises on my face with
               your sharpie
      vaguely sticky to the touch
           naked and reeking of tequila
  in the most embarrassing of places
              True love, I want to stop being your
                     bitch
   because i always end up being
          the one who has
                  to eat the soggy cracker,
but a bro is a bro
           and your hot  promise whispers of success end up
                      with someone else getting laid
              in a way they can be proud of, and
                            me hoping for a
                                reacharound at least.