12.07.2010

Pulp Fiction

packed bus in the middle of the night
between Louisville and Fort Knox
in a bar in the St. Louis airport
I bought dinner with a voucher
provided by the Government
drinking whiskey and smoking dope and cigarettes
in someone's motel room in Denver
a tall skinny mean looking dude yelled
get up you worthless pieces of shit
this is going to be the longest day of your miserable lives
a Sergeant picked me up on the side of the road
in front of my father's condo in the mountains
at the crack of dawn and drove me to Montrose

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