Wednesday, March 23, 2011

boxes


"Oh, that's so cute." Shakia said.
"fuck that." thought Simonic
"bitch wouldn't know true art if it shat rainbows in her fat fucking face."
Simonic closed his Dell, Thanked Shakia and left the pawn shop. He never knew what to say after showing someone his work, especially to someone he believed incapable of understanding beauty in the way he thought was unique to a small percentage of the population.
***
"Watershed looks like a giant concrete hive. Then again why do all houses kind of take the same form? Why do we all live in boxes? Our lives pretty much consist of different sized boxes. We wake up in our home boxes that are cooled by our A.C. Box, bathe in our shower boxes and drive to our work boxes in our auto Boxes. Once wer'e in our work boxes we find sub box within that work box, turn on our computer box, until its time to eat then we open up our lunch box and sip juice from a fucking juice box. what the fuck."

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