108

I want to fight you, I mean, fuck you, so badly! Convincing evidence, is always manipulative. The desperation, will lead to crimes of all kinds, people don't know where to turn for help, people are going to get hurt. Don’t imitate F.L. Wright, be him. See, Rebecca has forgotten all about me, it is I, who cannot forget Rebecca. I am to be left alone, always, or else. The traffic gridlock will get worse, everything will, you'll see. Hours spent staring at the ceiling, having nothing to do, when will this end? College trains young people to be stupid, mindless, idiots. Attack! Attack the building! Relate to the cheekiness. Errands just take me around in circles. The frustrations are just too much. Be your own scheme. Let's wait until tomorrow, to go pitter putting, what do you want me to say? The invitation was withdrawn, dig the tunes, man! Pretty soon, I'm going to wear out my pants, if'n I keep doin', what I do'n'em. Tear the cover off, and the upper left hand corner, as well. Bored, pregnant, sicker than sick? The priests burden of guilt, only happened after, he fondled and fucked the boys. There are wide gaps in my synapses. Even the dog is covering his face with his paws, right now. Nothing but conflict, to look forward to. It is really 1952, despite what the calendar says. Stick your asses up, please. All I want to do, is quit, stop writing, forever. I see no cure to this, for this. Piss is coming out of my ass. Far reaching pain, shame and agony, exhaustion, despair. Chewing and moaning, five or six different impressions of this. But, can any of this be quantified? Try not to choke on any pen caps, later on. Blurt it out, go too far. Don't forget your permit number. The last stop before homelessness, is here. Quickly, the energy leaves me, and I fade off, like a vanishing point to the stars. I have got to cash in, cash out, and screw all the rest of it! Books about vampires sell, cookbooks sell, books about angels, movie stars, smiling babies, puppies, you get the idea. The princess is a stuttering slut. Everything is engendering to make me sick. Nothing can be done for me, I am a drowning man, failing, flailing, floundering, there are no life jackets, buoys to grab onto. Don't buy into affirmative anything. Crime does pay, but in the long run, like most things, it doesn’t. I can't even enunciate what is going on anymore, things… I am too far gone. The car still isn't here, this is unbelievable. Another fund raiser, something else to watch, clutch your vittles. Prices are absolutely astronomical! To be read much later: life was not for me. The starving artist's life, can't really be called a "life," at all. The bicyclist faked it, lied, made something up. We suck, because we take it, accept it, let it happen. The stoop is collapsing, but we can still write out there. This is y'all come back.com! Learn to communicate and enunciate. We're supposed to get too tired, to fight the blatant injustices. Do a rundown on being fist fucked. These produce prices are designed to wipe out families, most things are. Your going to "silence the voices of hate", huh? I'd like to see you try it. What's this, what is going on? Let's blow up the World, and let it start over again, it's not the World's fault, that we fucked it up. To hell with the divas, 863,974 river sites, shores, this is just phenomenal. I don't want to see her right now. Eleven years of work, and all I have to show for it, is debt. Read the paper, get angry, the horror, just keeps on coming. Thank you for checking the spelling, ma'am. The overall stupidity of the population, is why things are the way they are. Today might as well be thirty years ago. Stick a fruit or vegetable, where it doesn't belong. We know too much that we don't need to know. We will fold towels, pack lunches, stand around in parks. Relief of any kind, for anything, is a long, long, way away. The "new economy," sucks ass. The teachers will fuck the children in their classes. The fast food restaurant doesn't give their employees any respect. Companies, call firing thousands of people, who bust their asses for them, "cutting costs". Eat frosting. Negotiations will break down, profits fall, workers lose their jobs, the company shows growth, the stockbrokers are happy! She was assaulted down by the creek. You can keep your prize. The United States, and what it allows to take place, both here and worldwide, is a disgrace to the human race. Top executives worry about their stock options. She got her nose and tits fixed, hurray! It is not funny anymore, you will see what I mean someday... someday real soon. Our government will do nothing, to solve anything, ever (do not wait, do it yourself). I only pretend to be afraid and full of fear. Oh, by all means, build more sports utility vehicles, please, we await them with bated breath. I’d be lying, if I were to tell you, that I’ve never wanted to kill, but I never have, and never will, end of story. You can put your warrants away now, please. Call me a gong show Vicar, banging my fists (falsely) on a fake wooden bench. I’d rather sit here, displeased, and all the rest. The talking head, sing songs the report. You’ll spend an awful lot of time alone. I feel very divorced.