*In our last exciting episode, a bunch of fucked up shit transpired upon a stormy, dark night. Then a whore I adore died. Yada yada yada...*

I ain't no peon
I see no neon lights
I invoked this
Not neuroses
Most blinded
What I see - I write
I whisper things
Trees rustling
I dream at night
A leaf blown in the breeze
Breath is the freeze (ing breath)
Death
I fly on wings of thought (I'm free)
I can't go wrong
love is the key I brought
I'm on a spree
(killing)
All else falters - love is the only thing I need...I want...

I'm tall dark and manicky.
I'm an animal.
So dumb.
I'm like a chimpanzee.
See the feet?
No thumbs.
My ass is red.
So numb.

I'm bananas.

I've had it.

My lateral status is what matters. Collateral damage is just background static.

Brain matter is grey.

As a matter of fact it may.

Rain.

Brains splatter.

It happens.

What?

Oh, nothing. It don't matter. Rain splatters (as well). It happens. Mud? Please don't track it.

In Seattle it's reality. Rain is. It ain't some magical fathoming (assholes) Satellites tracking...my every move
Proclaim it, brother!

On tv screens they deceive
Fucking facts up with plainspoken dreecherber...

The fuck you say? Speak up!!

Huh? I forgot. Now tracking the exact word I lack with radar accuracy.

I'm baffled by radar screens. I'm racking my brains with a tractor beam.

Now the fact remains I zapped my brains... but sit back(RELAX!) the setback was transcended by upright seatbacks.

I sat there
Staring
Out there
Warily

Finicky
This was no picnic

Toward the abyss
I affixed my stare
Infinity
It bore into me
I got bored
Bear with me
I prayed. God, gimme your word.

Fervently. I murmured my fevered mumbling.

Swore - swear - sway. I swated the flies away.

Perfection. An inflection of my erection perhaps set God aback. Or my mention of science in the pursuit of why elephants trapse high in parades. I pureed the relevant thought into this rambling fury of nonsensical absurdity. Word?

Were it the nerve ending acting irksome or spinal fluid spewed beserkly through it (the cord I assume?). True.

Brain no worky. Family Feud. Circle jerking circus workers lurking in the nervous system.

Perking. I was ready. Without a doubt. Enough waiting. I'm out of it. Patience. I'm draining my brain.

My brain stem. Ahem. Thick and sticky. It clogs drains. Dispose of it properly. It involves flames.

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Kids - don't trust nibblers.

****Back to the funeral***

I STOOD THERE. STARING.

AND YES... THERE WAS A TEAR IN MY EYE.

The rain fell silently all around me. I danced as a shiver chilled down my spine.

It could just as easily have been me there in her place. About to be in that hole. The whole thing had been a whirlwind. I'm sure there were people who blamed me for her death. But I never made her do anything. Well...I paid her good, cold American cash. She chose to get in that car with me. She knew the risks.

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