Two Questions
Two Answers
Q. How long do we have?
A. As long as it takes.
Q. How much do we get?
A. As much as we need.
When I was 12 we could buy Belladonna from the drug store. Match that with Colt 45 stolen from Olman’s stash and we were well on the way.
A fat whore lived down the street and George’s posse used to party there. For a beer she would fit a boy’s fist into her vagina. Got em all goin’ on that one. Claim to fame, I’m guessing.
I started having a body but I’d rev it up with tissue paper falsies. It was that time with the James Bond film and Ursula Andress on the beach.
A Babson Institute boy tried to teach me how to water-ski in my stolen black bikini. He tried to get me up 17 times. My tissue tits floated on the water. Then he quit.
I burned my face on a sun lamp to 3rd degrees that fall. Had to go to school with my eyes stuck shut.
He will not crush the weakest reed
or put out a flickering candle.
-Isaiah
or put out a flickering candle.
-Isaiah
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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3:04 PM
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photo by Roger Gordy
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