god that was a fuck

Or was it

Swallow hard

Do u doubt it

Do u ever go god that was a good meal

And then some

And shit urself

And slip

And fall

And break ur hip

Heroin

It all leads up

there s a climax

I ll get a boyfriend

And a dog stick with the ball

Im in the right angle for that door stop blwing

Listening

This girl

Born to oblivion

And the cryin women

And the dude

Close the fuckin door

That would be a sign in my café

Actually it has to shut itself

And u can t say nigger

Ahh

He s lookin for a shit

A seat

It s all very complicated

Interconnected

Im that annoying woman

Smiling and typing and looking and going

Im not really smiling

And u don’t really work here

U d be sacked

In a million years

Learn to follow the rules

Thank fuck someone shut the door

Thank you

To doulapi

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I must hate people.

I don’t hate them im still judging them

I mean what makes me think I can look at this couple like that

I don’t know

I could justify it that s the problem

Essentially

And I do look at them

And the other one

Im a comedian and a clown

A social experiment

Or I monitor the other one that s happenin around me

For it is interesting

U can t deny that

It s more shoreditch

I mean who can deny the social experiment shoredithc is

Or east London

Or hackney

Or hackney wick

It s not the post codes

It s the coherence

The curiosity

The end of

Hand weaving workshops

Why and why needs it

I mean

Have we sorted all our other problems

Or it s not like us to solve them

It s not for us

I disagree with the latter

And the former is just a statement

Is the truth

Is the real state of affairs

But

In this age

I just feel like doin something more

Than just sleeping and eating

And contributing to the mess

It takes something more

It s ourconsciousness

These two ladies

Walk into a shopirritates me

Don’t close the door behind them

What do they think is gonna happen

Close the fuckin door

Shut the fuckin door u bitch

Why am I so angry

I just had a fuck

A spectacular fuck

Still

It annoys me all the same

I glow and I m super detatched

But

It still

It irritates me

Is it the control I wanna exercise over the people

Is it the order

Am I hitler

Would I specify

We ve all walked into a shop and not watched the door behind us

But who does it consistently

That is my target audience

Boom

Or shhhhshhs

Directly above there s a train station

Is it fear  I wanna exercise

I believe in fear

As a tool

He fucked it up

He brought it near

Is like a cock

About to ejaculate

And boom

U stop

Equally frustrating

U gonna close the fuckin door

Or u doesn’t

Who s gonna give into the belief that the door itself should be shut

Let s start from there

And since there is no direct mechanism employed by the gods

The gods of technology

An all

It s u

My dear friend

Shut the fuckin door

Or u get shot

See is that fear

Or is it fair?

To the people

The continent

Ur country

U cunt

And whatever else u believe in

12  4 17

Still

Yet again