inspiration waits tables for miracles.
what you know is what you know, the
rest is gossip. the rest is desire.
waiting by the front window
crouched down
naked, watching.
this is the most exciting moment in life.
other times,
sleepwalking bumping into sewers.
here we are discussing,
scribbling on toilet paper
creatives
degraded by
blank canvas "WOW SUGAR MAMA!"
screams a white van man
to a skinny black girl.
truth.
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Monday, 20 September 2010
Sunday, 19 September 2010
their dagger eternal
they're walking tonight
they're shopping for Rolex
they're visiting nightclubs
they're popping the cork
they're popping a Chinese virgin
they're happily married
their children run surgeries
their children's children PHDs
their own a hotel or brothel
they have a little factory
they know good business
their smile tattooed across
they don't fart in public
they sip the finest wine
they snort grade A cocaine
they inherit your life and mine
they don't do compromise
they're walking this morning
they're looking to snack
they're happy with things
their dagger eternal
they're shopping for Rolex
they're visiting nightclubs
they're popping the cork
they're popping a Chinese virgin
they're happily married
their children run surgeries
their children's children PHDs
their own a hotel or brothel
they have a little factory
they know good business
their smile tattooed across
they don't fart in public
they sip the finest wine
they snort grade A cocaine
they inherit your life and mine
they don't do compromise
they're walking this morning
they're looking to snack
they're happy with things
their dagger eternal
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