so i'm gooofy
post=-adolescent reluctant catholic
laying in a bed of Big Ma Lynch's cheesey mashed potatoes
A MId=Wastern Mid=Wasted, hopeless son of South Minneapolis
Relying on the wishful pondering s of (kindly fuck off Kerouac) a boatload (A METRIC FUCK-TON) of immigrants (stricken both deaf/blind)
"OH! THE HUMANITY! OH! THE TORMENT!"\
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A Peaceful=Life through Libyan plastic
"at the target
ya know the one down by The CO_OP
Oh YA over by the seward, there
Great, Say Anne I know your boy is over Madison.
(Yea, sure)
Well I was just wonderin' if My cousin Tim and blah de blah deh blahrabblerabbledawgsdawdsdawdkjf;lakndc..........
"
and so forth and so on.

it gets to be kinda silly.


ya know....


yr just left confused in the rubble
left behind in the wake of a Japanese tragedy. portrayed in..a...uhm, uh.....ya know, a sorta, casual conversation.
through( grenades)
and gooofy drunk, "godless", laughable morons.
parading around.
posing as functional radicalists, pouting at journalists.
relying on our backwards concept of peer-to-peer communication.
totally reactionary
toastally hopelss.

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(authors note) It's not over