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Thursday, December 23, 2010

Cyborg never heard a real record neither

“I went to a Spice Girls concert,
when I was 14,
I think I turned out
okay.
I wore my tuxedo. . .”
a
fucking weirdo
they all cheer waving
chickens in the air.
you can’t be a cop as well as
a cagefighter - -
always choose
cages and chickens.
corazon diablo
every one of two trying to cure a make believe
illness.
for daily use;
take with food;
on an empty stomach-
morning chaos, eternity chaos

facing each other
eating pickled lettuce
and chicken from a shared solitary plate
trading dex for dinner
chicken for speed
merry
on our
fucking
way.