apathy

hi.
the world is tumblin around real fast and a popeye lookalike says keep spinnin, so spin i will.
no particular mission. miles and miles back and forth up down places. the rides have been the craziest.. beer handed out the window before i see a face, 140kmph playin chicken with truckers MARRYME he says while we win, 6 hours out of the way tins full of delicious things to make my heartbeat quicker but in the long run weaker. 34 lbs right in the middle of smog city i'll never see.
to escape the summer heat i travelled to... the hottest city in fucking north america. Unsure about my way, sketchy with roads not travelled, i see a wolf, then feel better. See a moose, feel better. See a bald eagle (taken off the endangered species list now thanks) feel much much better. Find a goodgood friend and his girl and we drink so much/smoke so much i fall into a table with all the spilt paintbrushes and water all over me. she painted my rugburn with greeny paint. good friends are good for the heart (but maybe not the liver) cuz the world is a playground yes but still a miserable fucking hole. Time to go time to go we're all going, i leave to find the way out on my own. Big eyes... i stare at the most confusing iron spaghetti bowl ive ever seen. Felt like that deer overlooking the 8lane freeway from a cliff. I am telling my brain this will work, this will work. figure it out.. puzzles puzzles. I see a deer, go sit, and WEEEEE CN going east speedin out of the abyss i pretend to have wings. I sing. I scream.... Feel like i shouldnt wear black anymore especially in the prairies while deciding that nobody really needs anybody at all. I dont need anything because i am everything. O.P.P. pulls me off I sit quiet and where the FUCK are you supposed to put your feet. Really. Bring me 2 hours the wrong way, with a "get the fuck out of here", Am I supposed to tip???
It is said over and over again by those who believe themselves to be of higher thoughts, that i cannot do this forever. go back and sit on your ikea couch, fuckhole. Get a blowjob from somebody that pretends to care. I want everything, which is absolutly nothing. simple things. Water, and the occasional apple is just fine.
fuckin hitchiking. driver #2 pulls off the highway i wake up to the unfriendly sound of gravel. THE FUCK are we doing, i ask. "Oh, well, you seemed tired so i thought we might camp somewhere down this road for the night..."
So, i walk. I walk in the dark with the bright red moon and I catch a religious truckerfucker that i manage to con into driving a different route so i can stay out of the big cities
Walk around the little city looking for ways to get on rooftops.. everything i see is a two person job. play in some twisted metal that used to be some sorta building. I wanted to know how they smooshed it all. Sandhills with skunks hiding in them. Pieces of trains id like to create nonpurpose expensive city art with.
ahhh. i sleep on the top of a school bus and think of times. just times. i miss i dont know what. something.
Return to the forest reading eyes and strange wierd atmospheres that i cant figure out sometimes my grip slips sometimes ive got a good fist sometimes i ignore there to be a grip at all but I have this announcement to make...
okayokay LISTEN UP
SHH. in the back!!!!! i cant hear myself think.

Ladies and Gents...
may i introduce... to you...
the green-eating furry-footed poop-on-tail buck-toothed sleeping-bag-cuddlin..
DIN-DIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Sometimes it pees on me,
Sometimes it pee's on my leg, that ungrateful veinyeared cow.
Sometimes, it eats all the pot out of apple pipes and wont even save me the last hoot.
DInDin WILL knock over your beer, and then hop around casually cute-like and pretend not to notice.
Moral of the story... dont think for a moment you can trust anyone with permanent pink eye. or somebody with aviators that cover half their face for that matter.

Lets see where this furr story goes.