Pisstoll by John Egan bedroozled pie eater. Just strove up thru califinia and hongry as all a diesel chugs be. Cheap stained wine face and all never stop to think whatever it is that's goin on.
Fingers hurt bad smell and yellow razor thin with nico and red dots from the juice.
Just a smoke now and agin will deliver me. Veins been run down by that steam roller plunger but the honger never dies. Big marble eyes stuffed in dry and shine with dim lights in the distance from where I am to where I go. No where for sure. Runrunrunrunrun breath all choked battles ragin inside the white vs. the red.