Just Kids

"Someone gonna fill the space I filled. Someone is gonna dance in the floor I used to rock n roll to. Rock n roll slow too. Someone will fill my slot. Put the I under my dot. Get off on my rocks. Gotta take a leak gotta take a shit. No I cant get up got a cramp and god its hot after a rainstorm when you wake alone at 4am them its 4:10. You know when, pacing linoleum, when the titles on the floor fill you with anxiety. Gotta pee pee. Gotta pretend Im speending like highway 61. Motorcycle sunglasses. Mexycan whorelass. Correo aereo my darling. Coldeye cleat boot. Now look how well Im hung dung. Watch me snort a crystal ball. Ooga mooga mirror iceskate. Me surrealist beatnik:

I sport my shades 

I dig bob dylan

 I like food

 Thats not to filling

 The bible

 Is too heavy for me.”

Patti Smith.