Sunday, March 27, 2016

the myths keep us safe.

i know i am stuck
i know i am stuck because i'm in trouble
i know it was late at night but all i was doing
was searching

i don't know what for, just
regular searching
in the car i feel weird it's been happening
often. i keep in mind that somehow, i'm burning carbohydrates. that
is very important.

but wait.
a cop pulls me over, makes me get out of the vehicle, and i have
no way to escape this unless i either prostitute myself to

him or to kick his ass.

i need to talk to you about something. come here.
really. come, come.

do you know i'm in jail?
do you know i'm in jail now?
guess what for!
guess what for! come on. guess!

the baby is deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeead.