All sobered up in a head-kicked-in world

today
chopped up
strange astrology
none of us
communicated
properly
I said I wanted
to kill the
customers
that bad, huh?
he said
yes, that bad
strange times
in a strange land
funny to think
how texas used
to be its own country

this is a fucked up
way to live
in service to
others all the time
I mean, serving them
in such a way
them never fulfilled
the wheel
always turning
rats in a race
the assimilation of
other cultures
into their own
as if they
could diverse
they try to
justify the
horror they
crank into the world

worse in other
countries they say
you’re a fucked up
human, I wanna say
sometimes I
want nothing to do
with the human
experience

the journal catches me
early morning
at the edge of a strange
day but
my friend is
back in town
and so things just
may shape up
before it
all strikes Y2K
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