To Aid An_ Cage

2004-12-01 - 12:45 p.m.

pretty passing
shouldered typer wounds slept into the bath this morning. walked in on standing wiper deficating all of creation. smoked shit in pipe out front of Jenny's neighbor's house as she pulled in the drive in her black car with small son in the back. He stared at me before walking in. cold plans come together over the phone. transit calls me for hours today, but hopefully the light of a pretty girl will ease the pain of passing today.

PEACE - Tristan


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