Somebody heLLLp

I’m on the express bus again, this time headed back to the Bronx, thinking about how unhopelessly hopeless I am. I don’t know what it is about the express that gets me going. It’s like I’m seeing everything for the first time, everytime, without all the traffic. And it bugs me out…

The World is Full of Bums (Poem)

Filthy bums
Worthless incompetent swine

Didn’t yo Mamas ever tell you not to shit where you eat?

Ohhhh I can’t take it
I’m going out of my mind

The whole world is full of bums
Lazy fucks of every kind

Fighting over boxes
Doing their dirt in the voting line