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THERAPY 9

 

EXIT, NO SMOKING, STOP,

Smile jesus is dead

More like your brain is dead

fuck you

NO SPITTING, NO LOITERING, DEER CROSSING, THERAPY 9

proud of our police KKK

Skinheads suck a mean dick

Die

NO PARKING, NO BARE FEET, TOLL AHEAD, TAKE OFF SUNGLASSES

Subhumans RULE!

White Power

Jesus was a fag basher

He loves gay people but not their sin

Hu ha

NO MOTOR VEHICLES ALLOWED, NO ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES PERMITTED, NO BARE FEET, SHIRTS AND SHOES REQUIRED

I'll send you straight to hell

FUCKER

NO FISHING, NO HUNTING, NO DIVING, NO SPITTING, NO UNNECESSARY NOISE, NO LEFT TURN, LOW FLYING PLANES, NO DOGS ALLOWED, THE COLORED NEED NOT APPLY

WHITE POWER

God is a bullet

God is bullshit

Bronx river: Guns, $$$, Basketball

Something to really look forward to DICK!

Just think how easily I can kill you now and get away with it

Yeah! put a bomb in the toilet bowl

I hope you blow up, Asshole

Suck a mean dick

WRONG WAY

Just say yes

die

NO DUMPING, BUMP AHEAD, LIMITED SIGHT DISTANCE, "It's not easy to live in fear, is it?", McDonalds AHEAD, NO PETS, I suck dick tits, balls and I love to put my tung into your asshole, NO TRESPASSING, look for me at the E B parking area on the expressway, NO GLASS BOTTLES, Why don't you come here, we can fuck around, STOP, ok, TICKET AND TOWING ENFORCED, Make a date AT OWNERS EXPENSE, Wed3/6/99/3pm, YIELD!..........................................................................................

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NO EXIT

NO OUTLET

DEAD END

 

What happened to all that fine literature?

 

THERAPY 9

 


Forty-two Words

 

The oil light

  has always been on

  dully shining

  Red

The engine light

  flashed last week

  as well

The mechanic

  called them

  idiot lights

So I've grown to

  ignore them

       but

My car is now

  sending billowing smoke

    deep into the sky...

 


 

It was the willow

 

that first spoke to me

I mean things

out of the ordinary

He had a voice

creaky

like an old mans

It leant over and whispered

He whispers

into the air

as if another

person was there

 


 

     "Man will become man eater"

she said wistfully while

studying the liquid

in her tilted teacup

 

    "What?"

 

He watched her distracted eyes

as she scrutinized the passing tourist town regulars

they all seeming very tan and very dressed for summer

Cops were leaning on a Jack Kerouac homeless person

his weathered face blankly stared

into the direction of the harbor

as he put a flame to his cigarette

 

     "Nostradamus" she said

     "There should have been a drought

      and a few years later

      a nuclear war

      and then-"

 

She looked to him

seeming to deeply

study his eyes

for the first time

 

It was an effort for

  His

not to waver

 

     "-when I'm about seventy

      ten thousand years of peace

      should begin its reign

      a golden age."

 

she said smiling at him dreamily

and he instantly wanted to touch her hand

that cradled the teacup

 

The world ends in the year 4257...

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