god damn those women in red
drinking from their goblets of hatred
sipping on the testacle juice of a millionare
eating grinded up monkey brains with cantelope with 100 dollars bills ontop
as their sharp tails dangle between their legs scraping across the persian rugs.
Burning trails of despair and anguish torturing the designs
as they talk with their forked tongues about nothing while they laugh loudly and
piercingly so it can be heard from miles away.
In the empty parking lots bags drift from the wind
they drift up into the air and onto roof tops
the bags drift by windows get caught on chimneys and trees
the agreement of garbage is quite sexual
when people pick up garbage they are fucking trash
then they place it in the garbage so they pick up garbage and put it back in
the garbage
...
so as a matter of a fact littering doesn't exist because the world is dirty..
Everythings dirty..
There are millions of bugs on you right now
....
crawling on your genitals, on your ass-
eating your dead skin and then they shitting it back out onto you
so basically you're a walking pile of shit so if you think about it worrying
about stepping in dog shit is quite trivial.
I mean we're all covered in shit we just can't smell it, we can't see it either.
Just because we aren't born out the ass doesn't make us anymore special.