Thursday, February 23, 2012

Digging hard to get to China.
Damn this train.
New York, my hotel, prancing around the lobby
like it's home.
Been listening to all the songs in Spanish so I haven't the same ones
stuck in my head as that sheepskin wearing fruitcake to my left.
This rathole needs some Drano;
Maybe some Garlic, for all the bats.