Sad goof.
shredded meat in the juice. Rainbow oils gleam from the mound.
sizzle and gristle and lots of smells.
oh hell there goes another one. See ya.
Sneeze of the moth dust in the autumn field where he found him sprawled out guts and goo sparkling in the dull light.
Its so humid and its really low and heavy.
heavy
heavy
heavy.
smile kids.
miles of skids and heat.
all i can do is lay low.
