...no joke.

[From sketchbook:]

don't wanna be self assured
because it's true that nothing lasts
and it's like this, our paths diverged
you got your own separate past

i'm like a maggot crawlin down
the back of your skin
like an unwanted bastard frown
shoved back inside, within

There's a hooker in my business suit
but he doesn't want a dime
just grab your head and bang.. pollute
use up all your fuckin time