we

we’re all getting drunk and we are boring.


once again.  It might be fun to play some riven.


and if someone had somen of that stuff.





Rock Show!  We are going to a rock show tonight.


jonathan does not like punk rock.  he says.


He is a filthy lying shit.  And I might try to trick him into it.





Jonathan is the king.


We all enjoy all these berries.


And all these lovely afternoons built for Jesus, strong enough for we.





Keep Keep Going.  Never Stop.  This


is the only problem of existence.


Nietzsche suck a dick and kill yourself.





so many words of nothing and we are still going.


None of it mattered anyway.  Aw Fuck!  Shit!


Who’s coming over?   Are we having a party?





And Andres just walks off the set like a coked blowjob.


And he goes to work again.  And I want to get the same employment.


To wander off like Dick and come home like Tired and drink more.





terrible terrible poetry for jim jim.


I wish I knew Jim Jim


otherwise this is all shit.  waste of time.  "ass fuck piece of art"

©Copyright 1995 Jay Blazek Crossley

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