DO YOU BLOG?

-People are krazy theze dayz, he said, the punkard.
(yep, tha think a blog is a survival kit 4 the soul, i thought 2 me self)

smoke man
jizz
(ur ban folk lore - lumpenProletariat)
ye, dee p, gee, wee gotta...
drink man
kapitalist fucker's bullshit!, the yellowed haired boy shouted, gas station, deep night

on
the
road
(to nowhere, that i know, me the coroa)
ravin
white stripes
of
well designed motorways
ball' ov ye mun, zed
140
tires like latex condom rubber
in
out in
surfin wheels
ocean white coal starry
not a uk motorway - a Route

down that will b a beach
solar
salty
ours

(me. drivin.suicidal.they.don.know)
(miss lonely)
(o. yes. i. compromise)
(me)
(this)
(flesh.shit.driver)

->NO TURN<-

U
u little blogger guess what
u'r part the global static noise

DO YOU STILL BLOG, BRO?

me. VK.
blog in your banlieu
fuck thya ssystem
those fake lies
burn
burn
our plastic dome
(so we can breath in)