Alright, is my poem... its called "eine tee"... are you ready?...alright! one of my ate the feces of a homeless man, on the way to the vet, it was anna, as nicklas wont eat anything sauce. i had to try and pull the offending matter out of her mouth my bear hands... we stunk! I wonder what the nutrition counter would list meal as? It me think... my malaria medication drove me to question my sanity I hallucinated! I saw the red grip tape on my skate board as a moving mass of demerora sugar! My judgment seems impaired, irritate me. are mean! They drive to fast, they talk to fast,people carry anger like those fashionable backpacks! But all actors In public...They behave...certain ways. you know, at work and with their friends over at popular bar and grills... chat and laugh... they call girls like me Elivira, they call girls me Mortisha. Whatever! unhappy life. weekend warrior rollerblading SUV grab a decafe life see a movie life implants! Good luck with health nice Good with your health bulimia Good with your health antidepressant action Good with your health nice Good with your health everyone thinks they got problems, wanna know a over 1 people have no access, that's no access! to drinking water and your upset cause you cant get those new dc's know a problem? the mobile phone, were all die of brain cancer know a problem? during hooting men with rohipnol in their back pocket, you know at 5 females who have been raped, and you don't know it! wanna a problem? the threat of nuclear war in India and in Pakistan, it all be over overnight. wanna a problem? the homeless... which brings me to the shit breath of my bichon freezse. the shit shouldn't be there in the place cause had to go had no place to go. fucked! we are a apathetic society, we are jackasses! we are all hoarding for are selves, we need to say something and not care if its been said before. we need to be responsible for are actions, we to be more helpful. we need to be more thought full. I need to practice for the fuck wads who are the prevaors of violence. i need to relax, i to exhale, i need to meditate. my mind is racing, my is a chattering monkey, nicklas's mind is on fire with paranoia, has shit for brains... all you are what you eat! i could use a cup of chi, thinks he Gahndi, hes on a hunger strike and annastasia would like hot bowl of shisa!