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Selfie Culture

The only known
record of me, taking a selfie:
it was with that guy Sam, the rape-y

I saw it on the internet.

I dunno, I guess I find it interesting; no one
really knows how these things are made.
I just thought I should tell you—I didn’t
mean any harm by it.

One minute you’re getting
a good blow job

and the next


you’re in cuffs
on the ground.


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I used to get fucked up
on Country Time
Lemonade—some real
1940s drama.

Just like any teen, it was all about validation.

This was when
I was fifteen and went to a place
I think was called Hobo Junction.

Women are
colder there and it’s hard
to find
a good kebab. Maybe if the weather
had been nicer, we could have
had a few
beach days.

It’s a
bit of
a long

even my dad
won’t make it
nine times
out of ten.

I mean, the trains don’t run
as well as they
say they do.

But I’m the kind of person
to just say:
Fuck it!
and get a rickshaw.


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Anger Management

I got really
mad at you—I was doing
it twice a day for weeks.

Running around

with no regard, no
control; am I that

It’s no way to de-stress.

It’s just a really tedious
process for
me, acting like I know everything.

No one,

not even
my mom

(well, of course
they’re a doctor)

really believes
in that kind of stuff.


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Growing Pains

Look at


You’re a sweat hog;
you’re a BABY.


You know, you can shop at a different store—
sunglasses are not


bus attire.

I got really mad at you,
running around with

no regard, no control
twice a day for weeks.

38 years old and can’t figure out a temporary tattoo.




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Speaking in Tongue

We were talking
about how dreams work or
whatever—talking about eating cod tongue.
It’s tough because ya gotta think, “How’m I gonna do it?

The first thing that came to mind was Fireball.

I wish I had that kind of colour left in my heart.


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There are some people that say that Santa Clause is dead;
Garrett and I have a different view of the world.

I want to host a pre-party.      They want to legalize drugs.

Me, I have programs like         It’s really too big for
I have frozen hotdogs in         one person to handle.
my freezer.


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