"hey Kurt. Hi Kurt."
some little girl heckled from behind.
I'm a relic
I crossed paths with Jack ennino
at a cross walk
he gave me a look
a sort of proud look
seeing a survivor, I guess.

he was balding like a vulture
but he still had that smug shit eating grin on his face
I looked at him like I knew him
I felt embarrassed for looking the way I did
flannel t-shirt
bleached out hair

trying to be myself
while facing extradition

the kids that were born while we were out fucking
they're ten times as strong
and they're ready for war
our only job now is to show them how