Sunday, August 1, 2010

Rocket Brain

Fat bastards living off diamonds, eating pork in the afternoon sun.
Smoking cigarettes and discussing the price of oil. Their daughters
laughing and swimming half naked in the pool, drowning in the filth of their generation.

Pick yourself up, brush yourself off and remember you are better than they are. Forget about the pigs and the maggots, the cigarettes and the chlorinated air. 

Breathe deep and hope you don't die alone.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

There

There it is.
What's it doin' there?

I shouldn't be there,
it should be over there,
against the wall,
facing the corner.

It's not right.
Change it.