A Poorly Night
you came out, she said,
and then you kicked this guy’s car
and then you threw yourself into a bush
you crushed the whole
bush,
I don’t know what your agony is all
about
but don’t you think you should see a shrink?
I’ve got an awful good shrink, you’d
like him.
answer me, she said,
I get worried about the police when you
act like that, I’m very paranoid about the
police.
answer me, she said, why do you
act like that?
listen, she said, do you want me to
leave?
after she left I picked up a chair and
threw it out the window, there was much
glass and the screen was broken
too.
how many dead beasts float and walk from Wales to
Los Angeles?
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