:::nostress::: ...(please?)

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Slivers of butter on me casket, coins on me eyeballs & a deluxe battery pack w/ a crying angel on the front

There's a snake outside the tent.
He has cigarettes and whiskey.
The medicine is making me sleepy.
I collapsed on the balcony,
knocking over the Japanese grill.

Yes, I spilled the steaks --
they fell three floors down
and it wasn't long
before a stray dog
and two homeless dudes
devoured the meat
and most of the charcoal.

This is my natural cheese
morning with numbers.
I've just purchased a basketball
and a pair of sunglasses --
Who am I to wear a bathrobe?

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