I came in from an object train
To music slowly
Slowly cauterizing

It was not very hypnotizing

Everyone took pictures left
In search of better things to expect
Like their pictures

But I took that bus
Like a man with a box
And heard a black man tell a black man
You're not in September anymore

I guess I just turned 24

I remember there was something
I wanted to look like there
The banks that keep the rivers off the streets
Proclub's still upstairs I guess
Undeclared
Tending to the clinic there
Chicago lapping past
Like a brick lake
Borrowed from the hospital
Of children's
Second dignity

Jesus trembles thee
Betty ford

Death, Redeath, Birth, Rebirth
9:33AM
lights come up in computer lab as he walks in
superiors and coworkers are waiting in the back
"surprise! you can't come to work a half hour late and stoned every day, asshole."
cut to mother and son, drunk and celebrating with unemployment checks
mother dresses up as a lumberjack
son dresses up as a catholic school girl
they go to a noise show and make out a little
she is strangely attracted to him now but won't let it go too far
son: "i thought we were on the same page in a way we obviously weren't"

roll credits

"Yeah? Well, where was HAITI during 9/11 motherfucker?"