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Blank page, it was a
long time coming

44 in February

late bloomer? or late to
the game?

no one working harder
than me, no one

ass and thighs, thatís all
Iíve ever known, thatís
all Iíve ever wanted and
Iíve been deprived of it
my entire life

as my workload has
increased, the words
have slowed to a
crawling drip

I donít know what that
means for the future of
what I wanted to do, but
maybe what I wanted to
do was retarded and I
was exactly where I
was supposed to be

and it certainly kept me in
a particular place in time

money is what was needed
right now because you now
knew what it meant to
live in this world

nightmares of the chicks you
were working with,

another winter in Studio City,

I have one card left in hell

I have a razorblade up
my sleeve and one last
place left to bleed

falling in love with
something that was
cursed because I
was blessed

one last monkey on my
back before Iím a Gus
Van Sant movie

dirty bongs, butane in
your lungs, purchasing
the same vape cartridges
over and over again

drunk by 5pm on
Sunday

Mondays are for buying
new iPhones or new
batteries for your old-
ass 7s

Tuesdays are for meeting the
legacy Security Director in
Studio City to take over the
system in the building
across the street

bubble boy, national
lampoonís, itís not
hard to be
famous

you wanted a rocky
mountain for a
background

I just wanted to eat my
motherís leftovers

finally brilliant

that just means you have
to write three books, Iíve
gotta write
thirty


Taurek
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