14-05-2005, 20:31
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JOEY'S A WALKING aberration, a talking negation, Joey going, Please, baby, please, baby, please, baby. Please. Joey got no way to go. Joey is America. Joey caught in a web. The web is here and the web is there. Joey in the web. Joey on the Web. Joey on the World Wide Web. Joey on the Internet. Joey saying, Joey, you lose. Over and over again. Until it drum in his head. Joey One-Way, you a one-way loser, dude.
Joey sit on his cot. Joey thinking. Joey thinking about his life. Joey's life is not boring. Fleur say, Joey, I never seen you bored. I never seen you ennui. Joey think about that. Joey thining about that right now. Right this minuto. Joey thinking about that sitting on his cot, tens of mens milling around, some eyeing him, some coming over. Don't I know you from the lockup, bro? Don't I now you from Danemora? I seen you there, din't I? Joey saying nothing, or if Joey feeling surly, him saying, Don't fraternize with me, bro. Don't be bothering me. The inquiring man looking hardass, his eyes narrow. He say, Look out, dude, no reason to be rude, dude. I'm just asking, d. When you get out and about? Everything cool? How you making it? Joey saying nothing. Joey saying nothing, Joey dull-eyed stare. The pain behind his eye, the blind left, intense, him thinking of Fleur, him thinking of his father. Him thinking of times gone by by. Bye-bye, dude. Joey, man. Joey. O my brothers. Joey.
Copyright Joel Rose
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