Brain vomit (4)A Poem by Cricket
i find that i'm really quite sick of boring people. they piss me off. kerouac's people are my own; they flare with a desperate throb fighting loving living f*****g every damning step of the way and i love them for it; sunbursting energy. sit me in the 'lectric chair, flip the switch the burn doesn't come close to that of my belovèd devils. © 2008 CricketAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 7, 2008 AuthorCricketShangri-La, NepalAboutTo give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and hollow upon the billion-blooded sea I pass upon serious inward-breaking shoals rimmed with white-legged, white-bellied rotting creature.. more..Writing
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