fun fun fun fun fun fun fun funeral.

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n.a

currently, literally, living- barely surviving-
in the closet at my family home
pick up yr damn phone 
i’m alone
listening to the notwist
wishing it were christmas
and you were my present
i’d like to unwrap you- you
have a gift it is true
so brilliant
both inside and outside
it isn’t that hot tonight
i’m 'bout to go on a car ride
listen to toni braxton then
do a beer run
i’ll let you know when i’m
done
......
......
......
wait for it.....wait for it.....
gosh-darn-it!
oh shit!
i jest jacked a 30 pack ‘n 
hurt the hell outta my 
back 
then finally out ran the po-po
like a darn cartoon, me 
the wiley coyote 
or the rabbit 
and the fuzz elmer fudd 
then i get home and fuck!
it’s non alcoholic, na

as in narcotics anonymous
as in native american
as in non-applicable
as in not-at-all-funny
but in the end i guess it is
pretty hilarious
that 
somebody just made me a fake
myspace saying i was straight
it was so awkward having 
to explain to my parents 
that ‘no, it’s a hoax i am
still gay’
anyway, 
the advent of the internet,
cell phones, text messages,
etc have certainly made 
pranking a lot more 
eazy
was so right
got pulled
over by a
cop tonight
while on my bike
he shined his flash light
in my face and reached
for his billy club and mace
he asked me for my i.d. 
unfortunately i had just been
chopping up a line of china
white
so as i handed it to him i swear
to god i saw a big white cloud
of powder float up from its
surface
i believe the only reason he didn’t
arrest me is cus i am young, dumb
and crazy
not to mention brown and proud
what up, bobby brown
ground and green grass
stained jeans
see 
i fell  on my ass, skinned
my knees
cus i thought i was being
chased by the police, 
again, but it turns
out
a sheriff just moved in
next door
is always closed
and chained
but one day
you’ll let me
in
i can taste it in the wind,
i can feel it in my bones
ache.

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