Laying down the line again.

This time it rhymes it does.

It takes about the time it takes

to fuck and bust a nut.

I’m smoking while I do it too,

at lunch while I’m at work.

Early in while writing it

comes easily at first.

Line for line and pound for pound

I guess I’m not too shitty.

It’s hard to think when all

I think about is ass and titties.

That’s a joke. You get it?

Good. I’m glad that I’m amusing.

I wish I had a longer break.

These lines are time consuming.

But it’s alright and good and well.

I have a couple seconds.

Laying down the line again.

Another fucking sentence.

not too much to do today.
the television lights the room.
the cigarettes are running low.
not much money not much food.

I ate the last before I spent
the last few bucks on beer and scotch.
the time is almost 2 o’clock
it’s time for whiskey on the rocks.

the whiskey bottle’s empty though
and I don’t even have a cent.
I want some scotch but then again
I am 2 weeks behind on rent.

not too much to do today
but watch the leaves fall off the trees.
the wind’ll blow them under cars
and into piles on the street.

Here’s a link to Sew Kewl, a blog about old photos and offthechains drawings