THAT WAS IT
They move the moveable feast until it no longer
can be found. The freeway dumps its load into the
harbor. On the off-ramp of mental dehydration,
two hundred people are already lined up - brain-dead
and thirsty, they take trailers on a 50/50 raffle. Why
is there any wonder, we wonder, at all? Some filthy
scad is playing old Oasis in a refreshment tent.
They move the moveable feast until it no longer
can be found. The freeway dumps its load into the
harbor. On the off-ramp of mental dehydration,
two hundred people are already lined up - brain-dead
and thirsty, they take trailers on a 50/50 raffle. Why
is there any wonder, we wonder, at all? Some filthy
scad is playing old Oasis in a refreshment tent.
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