colonelsummers

im fuckin heartbroken, why? cus
last night i wrote an aweseome fucking
journal entry only to have it lost
to the sg maintence, lost forever cus tonight
i just dont feel the same way cus
you cant fake the funk as they say.

anyway ill try and summarize it
for y'all but the shit just aint
the same.

got paid-went to traders joez-thats like a
grocery store that is my religion since
i dont go to church i got to
trader joes if youve been there
then you might know what im talkin about

waited for the bus in dwntwn pdx
on 6th ave between couch (like how-stun is to
new yorkers couch is coup-cha to portlanders) couch
was ground zero for the late 90's heroin od capital
of america which was portland then, well waiting for the bus
i got seduced by all the the new
condos and new development of old town
but not before i noticed the same old
shit, cheesy white people tryin to score, black dudes
lookin sideways givin me that look and just
all around cheesyness human suffering
otherwise known as getting your fix or as many
dumb fucking cheesy mulleted white
people say "wanna pardeeee" to
which i say...whatever dude.....some shit dont change

tonight im goin to a show at a bikde shop maybe
there will be some es-geers there

other than that ive been re-reading g.orwells 1984
so since this is halloween ill quote somethin
really scary from 1984

"if you want a glimps of the future imagine a boot stomping on a human face forever"

nm