TV News



                                         TV NEWS


The whores made beans with bacon

In the motel.

We kept moving

      And watched the TV.

As long as it was free.

     Your soul calls you to walk.

Your soul calls you to fight in heaven.

      For your soul

      Look to your reflection in the dying eyes

      of your lover.

      Take up the passion and die in a spent heap

of hedonism and hopelessness.

       I will my body to science.

       I expect TV News to keep up with its dismemberment.



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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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