Saturday, January 27, 2007

tiny green and pink swell cut in the middle of your bowl-rimmed flesh

dad was yelling at me about how i should stop laughing or he's going to pull me over so i could catch the bus back home because you know how nobody's allowed to be happy over stupid things
we were in food stamp traffic and i was looking at the beach that they were going to build a mcdonalds on
and i saw a guy in a wheel chair at the public shower
his leg was blown off and he was laughing with this kid who was dancing on a puddle of cement water
splashing him

1 comment:

Xtabel said...

hey, tell dad to piss off...I wish I could say those kinda things to my parents. they so deserve to hear those words, because really they don't know anything, but i can't blame them for being what they are.