the tyranny of boredom
invades the dust the mote the righteous brothers
until you sing
to keep the showerhead from cracking
to keep the tow trucks from towing
to keep the marathons
from waking everybody at 6 fucking am
blow that horn again asshole
do it blow it
instead of towing my car why dont they just lay down in front of it and let me drive over them? we'll call it therapy