JUST UP THE
ATTIC AND DIED
Everything changes. The circus is dead.
There are lesbians on every corner. New
cars can drive themselves. I want a car
to drive girls to the circus where clowns
still await them to drive them in little
red cars. Balloons on the steering wheels
instead of air in the tires. Good stuff like
that. Tents with automatic flaps like
a Shop-Rite has. Metal carts, all filled
with yams and peaches.
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