Wednesday, February 27, 2013

one potato. two potato.

you know the rules.

you remember them from kindergarten.

or before.

regarding fair play, there's only one way to choose.

one potato.  two potato.

three potato. four.

five potato. six potato.

seven potato.


does the o'er mean you're out?

does the o'er mean you're it?

does the o'er stand for eight?

1 in 8 women will develop breast cancer in their lifetime.

wait a minute.

did i say develop?

if i did, i didn't mean it.

that hasn't been proven.

there is no evidence that one 'develops' one's own breast cancer.

1 in 8 will be diagnosed with breast cancer.

that's what i meant.

1 in 8.

one potato. two potato.

doesn't matter if you want to play or not.

you're being counted.

1 in 8.

that rhymes with hate.

but also great.

7 in 8 will not.

that's kind of great.

perhaps it's fate.


what about the 1?

gotta hate that.

there is no rhythm when it comes to the counting of the fists in the game.

one potato. two potato.

it's not even a game really.

but the counts, the findings, the calling out,


wanna play?

doesn't matter.

you're being counted anyway.

xx katy

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