Kim and Kanye (Cause and Effect)

What the fuck happens now? Sometimes you’re really excited for saturday but its saturday from August of 2010, Or from a couple weeks ago. There’s nothing to fear in that which can be predicted. It’s not a monster under your bed, but an oracle whose skin is branded with the answers, with new words for old ideas, with future saturdays. I savor things like a blushed sunset across the city sky on a warm day but as a child I liked horror movies so now the moments to stop and feel the breeze are sparse, always peering behind me, opening the creaking doors of last weekend. She fears what the cause was and so she revisits what has happened to understand it and alleviate her fright and he pacifies her defectively because he’s in pain if he can’t be her remedy, her effect. Kim is yearning for a saturday when she’ll choose instead of being chosen,  And the wise man expels ancient hymns in exchange, from under the bed you hear his song: Beautiful big titty butt naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know.