Tuesday, August 30, 2011

3247. TOO MUCH OF A PRIDEFUL COMMENT

TOO MUCH OF A
PRIDEFUL COMMEN
T

I wasn't nothing didn't want to be not sure of
anything like that anyway and then the man
from the scrapple house comes by asking his
directions to another version of his own certain
Hell ! well instead I sat back and watched the
weathering traffic roll by all skunked and
scattered as it were around its own pole of
moment : red car and blue car and the
ding-a-ling derby of long trucks filled with
junk just like that this everything went
rolling by. You can be sure of so many
things just by asking someone about
them and whatever it is going on, but
you'll never come back from oblivion
and you'll never wish you had gone.

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