Thursday, September 17, 2015

and today i saw the same nasty couple in the park and directly a police car came and said somebody complained and so i know it was the unfriendly and evil ones but the guy said it's not my evil i just have to say i was here and then later we can meet at the coffee shop. i said ok, thanks, i'll meet you there. but evil is flourishing in the hood as it is in our multiplentheaters of war and conquest, as it is hovering stealthily in celebration of genocide over soldier field, as it is hovering over my little park where a battle was Waged at four in the afternoon yesterday, the helicopter eye tracking the melee of tiny people with tiny guns scurrying like ants and whisked away in flashing lights.

any friend of the copp's is a friend of mine.
a flatbed bone machine.
kid on bike rides up real slow behind says sir is it not the law that your dog is restrained? i say he's trained not restrained. he says, oh, thank-you! and i whisper to his rolling back, but you, sir, are in violation.
man directing komatsu.
our garden of desuetude trampled and defiled.
for sports and war
there is plenty of money.
uncamouflaged breasts at large by coyote compound.

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