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wet with mojo juice where Navy G.I. Joes lust for Asian Barbies the kind that starve unless fed by the military beast the embrace of criminal sailor or hillbilly marine the girls of Paradise Island a novelty to buy like a t-shirt or a funny hat wet tongues intestines, tits, nipples, eyeballs, assholes, liver, lips, kidney, heart stomach stomach we consume the harvest of misery of American imperialism of sick highs & hard luck pot-holes we dance with drunken bikini girls as the laughing tikis curse us with carved grins on dirt boulevards staggering with an open bottle of pop and a whore who wanted more money and more love than she got we are the sluts of world culture slamming into each other howling screaming as we sink into “shit river” and instead of drowning we bathe swimming for the pussy streets in stained sheets insatiable cannibals poisoned teenagers & perverted men ignoring the jungle as we stumble … crashing Filipino scooters doin’ wheelies in Olongapo and Subic Bay stopping only to eat barbecued monkey on a stick eating anything fucking anything killing anything especially if it once breathed stocking up forcing it all inside down the hatch deep six trying to fill the abyss until our stomachs are swollen like ravenous hyenas eating the last good kill of summer lying still low to the ground too bellyful to laugh and still and still they ask why why the hell did I ever run away. |
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