WEIRD AND NICE

Students skipped school. Students danced and got drunk at a party in an apartment. Students clashed with the police. Students drove to a faraway beach to bathe naked. There were also some strange and surreal scenes. I felt a bit spaced out after the movie. It felt a bit weird to get these strange sensation just from watching a movie. It felt weird and nice at the same time. I went for a drink and some paid sex. The usual stuff.

OLHEI AS GARRAFAS

- Aqui não tem heroína.
Olhei pro lado e um desconhecido sorria pra mim. Decidi na mesma hora que ele não estava me chamando de junky. Decidi ainda que não queria ser amigo dele. Talvez fosse um cara legal. Mas eu sorri e respondi:
- Nem herói.
Voltei ao que eu fazia quando ele falou comigo. Olhei as garrafas na prateleira. Pedi uísque puro. Paguei. Virei a dose num gole. Fui embora.

YEAH I LOVED HER FACE

Yeah I loved her face
All covered in spunk
Forever in print
My photo punk

She looked so happy
In the magazine
Smiley drippy
She was my dream

AND THEN UP

Those nights I needed to get drunk to be able to talk to the sex workers. So I walked around and around with this plastic glass of booze until I saw this girl I knew. She was very friendly. She took me up her pussy and then up her ass until I came like crazy. Then we had some snug time until I said I wanted some more pussy and she was deliciously all for it. AH YES oh yes she took it like a good girl and then she let me fuck her doggy style for a lovely while until I WAS COMING LIKE AN H BOMB UP THAT HOT HOT SLIT OH BABE GIVE THIS HOT PUSSY TO ME AAAAH AAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAH YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

BETTER HOTTER DAYS

Yeah sure we were watching some videos at some friends' place. I was too drunk and anyway she was with her dotter. Maybe some other nite I would fuck her hot holes. That nite I was only gonna be sorry for her dotter being there to stop us. Without even trying. Just being there was enough for her to fuck up our plans. So I gave up and dreamed of better hotter days. Those were the nights. Sometimes the past is like that.

EVEN FELT

Yeah I had a bad feeling about Tranny Spot One. Gave up before talking to the girls there. Same thing with Tranny Spot Two. Tranny Spot Three was empty except for one that was going away with two guys. Too late for me. But then Gal Spot One saved me. This chubby gal I was sure I knew. This time I asked her for anal sex and she was totally OK with it. Like one delicious hot ass MAN oh MAN! She was so hot I even fucked her up the pussy for a little hot hot while. Oh sweet delicious chubby gal! That night I thanked the gods for gals like that sweet chubby one. Yeah I even felt hopeful.

BIG DICKED ALIEN FAGGOT

I was illegal in Detroit. This hot American chubby white slut was working at my job. Like real hot white chubby babe with fair black hair. Office bitch written all over her face. I just waited for her one night I knew she was working late. When she came out the office she went into the ladies restroom. I knew it was empty. I went inside right after her with my hard cock out for her to see. She was faking surprise for a few seconds and then she was on her knees sucking my pole like it was her oxygen lifeline. I just enjoyed her hot lips for a few minutes. Then I told her to get on all fours and be a good silent girl. She smiled and complied. I just went on fucking her in the ass for a long long time. I told her she was a lovely lovely bitch with the best ass in town you know the usual con man babble and I did believe it while using her sweet sweet ass oh baby oh oh OH OH YES OH man that was the hottest fuck in a long long while. She told me she would suck the cocks of the cops before she would let me get sent back to my country for being an illegal alien. And I said I would help her by licking their balls as they came in her mouth and she laughed and said I was her hot big dicked alien faggot and I said this faggot wants to come again real deep in your big beautiful ass YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

OUTSIDE ANY SIGN

In this dream my hometown was strangely empty. Almost no people out on the streets. The sky was purple all over. Neither me nor anyone else looked surprised by this impossible sky. Then a man came up to me and said he was surprised that I was back home and never called him up. He looked vaguely familiar. As I was about to ask him who he was, we heard a loud roaring sound and turned to see this gigantic wave crashing down the street. The sea was coming up! We ran so much the air felt incredibly cold in my eyes and ears and then he said it was OK for us to stop. It was dark all around. Like we had run into some desert outside any sign of the city we had just left. Are we dead?, I asked him. Who isn't?, he said. And laughed. I looked up close at a scratch in my arm and noticed I was some unbelieveably realistic cyborg. Laughing too, I looked back at my old forgotten friend and he looked exactly like me.

TOUGH ART

Dress up with clothes that make you look like an elite squad cop. Carry a pistol in the holster. Loaded. If the laws where you live prevent you from using a real pistol, use the best replica you can find. Go about your everyday life like you don't know you look like a cop. If asked about it, just say you dress like that because the clothes feel comfy. Say you don't mind looking like a cop. If people try to beat you up or shoot you, remember to obey the law.

BE HAPPY NOW

More than twenty years later I was an adult talking to one of his boys. Maybe one year from adult status boy. For sure adopted. So we sat at the snack bar of my small town teenage years. What could I do? I wasn't into young men. But I tried to say I was fine with odd behaviour. Like maybe he should be a musician if he really really wanted it. Maybe he got my hidden message that being gay was fine if it was his thing. I was trying to tell him that without being direct. I think he got it. Sure I will never know. But I feel he felt weird some way or another and I just gave him the OK to go and be as he was. I was almost as old as his stepfather friend of my family. Well I just hope he got the message that freedom was real to anyone who just did it. Like secretly telling him to believe in himself. I hope he is happy today. If I ever go to my hometown again to see how's it going I do hope I meet him by chance and find he is doing whatever consensual sex makes him happy now. Yeah I believe all good people should be happy now. There really is no other time. I guess. Who knows? Maybe I'm in for an eternal sweet surprise.

PLEASE LIVE IN FEAR AND SADNESS

Please live in fear and sadness
So we can sell you food
And sex
And call it happiness

SPIES WITHOUT FRONTIERS

We live in airports and hotels
We design your brand new fears
We play and kill and jingle bells
We are Spies Without Frontiers

BILOCATION OR SOMETHING

Suddenly I was walking down a street very early in the morning with no one in sight. As I looked at my clothes I noticed I was wearing the same shirt I had went to sleep with. Like I had stood up in a trance and put my trousers and shoes on and went sleepwalking or something. The thing was I also felt like I was lying in bed sleeping. Bilocation or something was what I thought explained this seeing and feeling two places at once. Then everything went sort of gray like some liquid smokescreen as I heard some sort of loud noise in my ears like loudspeakers bursting out of order with some strong scratching sound. That woke me up at once like maybe I was afraid of jumping into some other dimension or maybe I had just sort of falled back into my body that was really in bed all the time. I looked outside my window and it was too dark for me to really have been out there unless I had been simultaneously not only in two different places in space but also in time. I knew that street was somewhere in my city. I tried to make sense of this vivid strange dream. Was it some kind of message? I decided the gods wanted to tell me my shirt was cool enough to be worn outside in broad daylight and went back to sleep.

FUCKED ME AT LEAST TWO TIMES

Thanks for all the women who
Fucked me at least two times
They sure deserve a medal
For doing this cute swine

SPECIALLY WHATEVER

So many hot women as I walked the streets
Women I would never fuck for they
Didn't want me
Women I would never fuck for I
Didn't have the time
For fake romance
For the lies they wanted
I just wasn't into it
I wanted to write
Bad poetry or whatever
Specially whatever

SPOOKONOMICS

The good informant dies in an accident right after telling the whole shocking story. Sometimes before that.

WITHOUT NUCLEAR WEAPONS

Without nuclear weapons lots of people would have to be shot twice in the head to make sure they were dead.

SHE LOOKED LIKE A GRANNY

She looked like a granny
At the sex work street
Looking for a tranny
My luck was sweet

I found no shemale
Doing the rent
Met an older babe
And off we went

Everybody was dead
Outside that street
Afraid and sad
Without the need

EAT MEAT

If you don't eat meat cows will be useless and become extinct. Eat meat and help save the cows!

BEFORE TAKING US HOME

My kid sister was really enjoying herself in the pool. I was about fourteen and responsible for her at the club that evening instead of our parents. They had gone home. Maybe they used the chance to get some relaxed fuck going. Like they would have a couple of hours before we came home for dinner. But we were not hungry. So I let her enjoy the pool until it was closing time. And then we took the bus who went around the city before taking us home. It was late at night when we arrived. Our parents were so happy to see us alive they cried as they embraced us. I promised I would use the payphone next time.