Sunday, December 14

c'mon now....


this is what holidaze look like at 50m.p.h.
acid trippin' kamikaze carnival doo-doo.
for the record,
i was trying to take a snappy shot of the fullness of the moon.
failure, in full.

second time's a charm though.

it has been bright at night, ya'll
shiniest while darkest an' that.

wait, did you say you're broke?
oh really?
did you have a zero dollar weekend?
the whole mutha-flippin' weekend?
i feel like my ethnic just got cleansed,
to a spit-polished glisteny sheen, even.
so deep, i took it,
so deep, in fact, it put my ass to sleep.
at job, indeed.
jobbies, the scottish ones,
in flippin' full effect.....


you would rather have a lexus, or justice?
a dream or some substance?
a beemer? a necklace?
or freedom?
fight the power, my ninjas;
never quiet, never soft...

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