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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!.......................................................................................... ................................................. ........................ ........ !!!!! ? 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... |