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Pisstoll
by John Egan

bedroozled pie eater. Just strove up thru califinia and hongry as all a diesel chugs be. Cheap stained wine face and all never stop to think whatever it is that's goin on. Don't care. Fingers hurt bad smell and yellow razor thin with nico and red dots from the juice. Just a smoke now and agin will deliver me. Veins been run down by that steam roller plunger but the honger never dies. Big marble eyes stuffed in dry and shine with dim lights in the distance from where I am to where I go. No where for sure.

Runrunrunrunrun breath all choked battles ragin inside the white vs. the red. Sickness don't kill. The battle do. Poisons on my mind the fever whicker and wad nonononono not the sites. I don't need the sites thankyou verymuch Elvis. Mind shot brain gone. The balls collapsed years back some degenerate thicker sucked em in. They doan wanna peak outta no more. Messitymess.

Preachy me some salvation in the water chucked in head down under the bile oil sheen protected the bones from the chill. Words thuddin off the skull. Save savior salvation. I wanna stick a inna. Turned and me a be a stucka inna.

Yellow gold waves on the black ground. Corn. Plenty be rollin in the corn smellin fresh bake bread woman stout and sturdy loins red singin pitchy high no man there to soothe the itch. She take solace in the word. The need there powerful and romantic like brown papered dime books she found in the cellar after cyclone take her man. Be lookin for that soft bread. Hard woman.

Steel beetle hurtle cross that concrete zone. Big shoulders dead a ahead. Dripping cows, 32 story mausoleums housing grubs whacks junk cockerroachers. Palaces I tell you fookin lousy palaces. Nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there.

Shortin out. Cracklecracklecrackle. Telefono poles smashing into my headlights. Blind and shitty scared. Goin home soon enough. Steel expanse yawns the river slingshot across into the monsters breath.

Swiftly. Bent. Lathered and leathered. Nono I wone go no more.

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