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gunk

he sneered drank a lot and smoked tobacco
he gutted everyone he saw behind his eyes
women artists bums kids at game
his life wasnt so bad but he blew up his few sorrows
like thanksgiving day floats and dragged them down 
the street after him
he read some dead person and some other dead person
he decided he liked some other dead person best
and began to write like him
he got published a few places and described himself
like a sweet idiot clown to the magazines
los angeles was fake
was his first book simplified to one sentence
he bragged to anyone who talked to him
under the disguise of self immolation
and when he realized how much of a waste it had been
he really started to drink