No Ending

Here is a Story that it can never have an Ending:

“When a old fart has to fart and give his hiding place away., ...:okay? Who What When Where Why?”

Bend Neck Lady

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Remembering Willow, Alaska

I didn’t know if I should walk towards the howling or just stay near the pickup.

i dream in wild parts!

I am on a bike, going down hill, with my clean dark dress shoes, and the dress shoes are getting clayed on with the mud. Cause i am using the shoes for balance as i go fast down hill. I come across the mud filled with water and so is my surrounding area is slushy, but as my front wheel is on this mudhole, it starts to dip into the dark hole, and no turning back. i sink deeper, as i keep sinking i see no more light of the sky. Than i fart, which makes a bubble or burp on the muddy puddle. Thend!