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Bus Stop
Contributed by
adsalamon
on
Tuesday, 19th October 2004 @ 11:04:25 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Chewing gum carpet
Stick,
Stick,
Stick,
On my shoe again
A cascade of phlegm trickles
between pavement cracks
Baseball capped youth with acne
Clearasil it!, I think
As I shudder
Girls with hair scraped back, shiny with spray
Maybe just spit
Natter about what guy they would shag..
What girl theyd fight, what alcohol ..
To get p***d upon..
And end on the bed..
In a strangers room..
Fag butts sizzle to death
A canoe in the saliva river that
Ever flows my way
Where the hell is the number 30!
I wanna go home
Copyright ©
adsalamon
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2004-10-19 11:04:25]
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Re: Bus Stop
(User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on
Saturday, 5th March 2005 @ 09:43:44 AM AEST
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Very thought-provoking and all so true. Its seriously depressing to think that the children these days are the next generation... and then there childrens children. Yep, definitely going to the dogs. Creative, expressive and insightful. Thanks for sharing.
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