The time has come,
but I'm not getting up.
I have TV.
I have Gamecontroller.
I have Girls With Big Twats II.
I have Little White Lines.
I have Ideolology.
I have Presidentitis.
I have God.
I heard that the world's turning again
and there may be a chance of heavy showers,
maybe Death in the late afternoon,
early evening,
frozen rain later
tonight
around midnight.
By dawn there should be a
thick
melting coat of ice
and a beautiful pink pussy sunrise.
High of infinity
Low of nothing.
That's the the news,
at least what I heard.
Author notes
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(ideolology intentional)
Written August 30th, 2005
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The time had come to read this poem so had to visit and wasnt disappointed at all an angst ridden terse write up==Shubs

