Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

...Open a window
...Light a candle
...Blow a whistle
...Sing a perverted song
...Bust my chops so I don't get fired
...Comb my hair cuz it's nappy now
...Devirginize my ears (they're too sensitive today)
...Feed me lines
...Breathe me breath
...Comprehend my sheer insanity
...Enlighten my eyes
...Flip me off
...Put me in jail
...Rip me to shreds
...Fix me a drink
...Relight my goddamn cigarette thank you!
...Order my public execution
...Come to watch
...Kick over the stool
...Hear me squeal
...Name the color my face turns as I choke
...Record the time and date at the exact moment I give the fuck up and stop breathing
...Shed a hypocritical tear in lament for my passing
...Clean the ropes for sinner #2
...Dump my body in a ditch
...Walk away, and stop reading this miserable shit.

I can't do a thing for you
But
I can read your shit
And
it is great shit

I got one of those little sticks the doctor gave me to check for blood in my stool
when I rub it acoss your words
blood red
'i saw a wreck on the highway but i didn't hear nobody pray
when whiskey and blood run together...' Luke The Drifter