Thursday, July 5, 2007


The stains, as they say, won't come out in the bath or the wash, shit dressed up in a snappy suit and tie is shit dressed up in a snappy suit and tie, tonight i eat pills and take out the garbage and change the cat box and tommorow i'll run errands and go to work and sneak a pint of Guinness and hope that things look up from this basement apartment called my head, you will always be sold out by your spouse, your friend, by the neighbor kid, this place of the eternal shopping mall deals in flesh, pounds of it, smoked, grilled, eaten, smiling, so don't look so suprised when you find yourself on the spit with an apple in your mouth, it was fucking inevitable now wasn't it, America is the land of the con and we must con our way through this life and hope to come out the other side as unscathed as possible, Perry was right, if you want a friend feed an animal, don't look to the barstool next to yours, don't look in the church or the university or the office, don't look to the heavens, look in the gutter and listen for the singing, listen for the wringing of hands, the blinging of bling and don't forget to smile as they sharpen the knives, this is the land of opportunity after all and the deal may be in the works, the rights have all been stolen, the head black and blue and slightly swollen, so smile for the flashbulbs baby you gonna be famous someday.


ItWasInevitable said...

Whatever it was, I didn't do it! Honest.

ItWasInevitable said...

Hey, thanks for keeping an eye out for me. I do appreciate it.