by on June 26, 2008 :: 0 comments

I am the sun.
I live off air and water.
I need a bottle
of cognac to
pour on the insects
and lice on my skin.
I have lost thirty
pounds in six months
because the bugs
are drinking my blood.
I am god.
I am a doctor.
I had some bad dirt
get on me from
the Los Angeles
ground, which caused
my skin to look
this way. I need
to get out and
collect some cans.
I recycle to live.
I need to go out
hunting for food.
I want to go
to the machine
and get some money.
I need to live
in a duplex.
I need to live
in a high rise
because I am the sun.

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