scum

Darkness, applaud the scum, I can hear the populism on AM radio, its frightening

journeyman chef with a coke habit and neck tattoos, carried from the bar under duress

tied up and whipped, language is bondage, I can get to my window and smoke until safety

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the art of the deal

sex is something i’ve never been entirely comfortable with and capitalism is the same, but we participate because no one ever gave us a choice. It wasn’t the best sex ever but at least I got the impression she didn’t hate me. Money is always made by someone, stolen from someone else, “earned”.

crazy world

five lizards on the ceiling

a monster in the white house

the world burns like crazy

and we sift through the rubble

 

when yr only company is five ceiling dwelling geckos and two starved cats

and a crazy old thai man who doesn’t speak english it makes you miss yr friends