Wednesday, July 7, 2010


trees melted
due to a
white hot blast
of heat

all ze critters
transformed instantaneously
into vittles
& vaporized
at the same
break neck speed
[imagine, if you will, slayer's "angel of death"
crammed into the blink of an eye,
& now you wear a patch like a pirate]

what few people remained,
never had body hair again

memories faded because
there was nothing left
to make you remember the past

"everyday people" by
sly & the family stone
would never come out from
a stereo speaker again

credit scores
no longer mattered

nothing did.

1 comment:

Corpus Christie said...

Fuck a credit score. i wish they'd stop mattering now.