EVERY NIGHT I SPIT A BIT

writing words across the mind
since I can't remember
but still every night

#1 this ain’t me

skid row guerrilla poetry
mad screenwriting
making efforts for writing a novel
living according to it
stenographer shitty scribbling
random assassin thoughts
cheap wine cheap beer
and any kind of cheap booze
and even whatever booze you can ship me
going all-in
getting drunk once in a while
cooking and eating when available
sleeping and dreaming on any floor
just sitting by
watching people fighting and cursing
future waiting dumb driving
crashing whenever it feels right to
doing pretty much about nothing
searching for stupidity and horror
trying to get sick
mind traveling
not trying to love poverty
makingĀ chiliĀ and farting big time
just staying where I’m at
listening to the laugher of the non-existing gods
staring at the time
watching by
passing through
not working one single day
getting mad every time
moving images to the brain
fucking up ideas
writer’s childish block
quantic theories
stupid people every day
backpacking useless stuff
ovens and stews
alcoholic beverages on sundays
lucid dreaming after lunch
martial arts and guns and bombs
and lethal injections as far I can get
I’m not into child molesting
though

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