I sit and I stare
nothing but air
between
left right
So I hit the skids
Marks in my
Underground Bullet
Veins that spew
Glued to the stink
O, Ho
or H tizzo tizoo taree
Trees burning all around
Laid out on the ground
I inhale twigs and dirt
flurt with the sky
and fuck science blind
Duderotomy 13:41
"Money, make it"
So
I roll my own
Grow bones in the kitchen cabinet
where magnets and roaches
have Mexican standoffs
youz jagovs
I heard one say
then I sprayed it
and watched it roach scrotum
excrete roach dung
sputum shooting out its
dungarees and B-V-D's
feelz the breeze
21.12.06
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