begins…

or something quite like it… not education, or teaching, necessarily. but yes, school begins. my job. show up and socialize children to conform…to the proper standards…sit down, shut up, walk in a straight line…and by the way, learn all these vowels and memorize these facts…don’t think, just do it. and shut up and get back in your seat.

bloc party sucked. the show. the idiot with a sex pistols tee. what sex pistols fan would be singing along the lyrics with bloc party fools? johnny rotten would spit in your face in disgust.

lina is beautiful and our home is a haven. bukz and frida. red walls and the asparagus green.

no poem yet on pzalabraz. but hopefully soon, dingbat ladyman will find it’s way up there. for now, the throat sucks but the drinks are good.