Pissing in the wind, echoing in the canyon, feverishly painting on the cave wall.
no guru, no method, no teacher
Barrel fire. Saturday morning California car mechanic heater. Nyscoe motors, Santa Ana, CA. Burnt the hair on my knuckles.
Paw.
King’s Body Shop on Talbert. Boys workin’ hard.
inspired by a soul coughing song.
ath’pawty goin corazzy where ebberyone seen him, one day chauncy just gone man gone.
what can i say? zombies like to get high…bad zombie!
the freeways are weird late at night…or early in the morning, however you look at it…
…she could be in any city…she is everywhere…
the feet that led to the way she walked, which was and is unique.
more werk.