My Suicide is Coming Soon


Soon to be Deleted/Angry Poem


20 years ago I fucked a woman who had a baby on my honeymoon at Disneyworld.

      Nine months later we had a baby named after a horror story writer's wifes one book.

      I was a writer that she and her parents intended as an empty suit to be an insurance salesman.

     I was what I said I was and they divorced me.

     I think the father of my ex-wife was a child abuser because his wife was overall evil.

     I was happy when he died.

     I then knew he was dead and could not therefore be around to abuse my daughter who has been successfully stolen from me.

     I'll be dead soon, viagra or in jail if I don't pay her mother.

     I highly reccommend the log books for whores.

     List every fuck and charge them all forever.

     Marry every honeymoon fool.

     Later tonight I intend to put the pistol to my head and pull the trigger.

     Well 05be I will get a shotgun at Wal Mart.

      A shotgun would be better for the blast.

      Good to lay down out by the river and feed ants and maggots and hatch flys and fungus.

       Daddy was in the PsyOps Corp.

       I think he was a pervert.

       Perverts are running the world these days.

       I am going to exit whether I like it or not.

      Really I need a vacation.




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About Russell Scott Day

I come from sailors and priests. My aim is to prevent apocalyptic riot, better known as nuclear war, when I was growing up. Creating a nation of airports will create the peace enough environment to prevent apocalyptic riot. I had a vision due to a period of boredom and bliss like the Aleph of Borges. That is the story I learned and was made up and happens.

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