an observation

the world is bullshit. in my opinion anyway. i came to this conclusion whilst drinking last night. conclusions are often best drawn whilst drinking. bullshit. it doesn't matter how many rungs you climb on the ladder. you can't escape the bullshit. because, as it turns out, the ladder is the bullshit. kurt cobain knew this. he got to the top and saw it for what it was: bullshit. and, most of the time, shit stinks. unless you're a dung-beetle. in which case, you eat shit.   

i funkin hate interviews. they're bullshit.

she lives with a broken man

a cracked polystyrene man

who just crumbles and burns

he used to do surgery

for girls in the eighties

but gravity always wins

and it wears him out