Hot Damn!

Twelve hours of work, and I still can't sleep.
Hot Damn!
The days go on and on. They don't end.
All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go.
I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid
self-attention.
I believe that someone should become a person like
other people.

Moonlighting

Thank God for the rain...
...which has helped wash away the garbage and trash off
the pavements.
I'm working long hours now.
I work in the afternoon to...err..sometimes..in the morning.
Six days a week, sometimes seven days a week.
It's a long hustle, but it keeps me real busy.
But duh, hate to work at night, them, all the animals come
out at night, you know..
Whores, junkies, pimps, goths, politicians, the activists,
the Rastafarians, the hips, and the yada yada.
So sick, venal.
Someday a real rain will come and wash this scum off the
streets.

Name please!

er..hello, what's your name? My name is Ixat Revird.
Nice, eh? A lotta people tell me that, you know..
I'd like to know what your name is. What's your name?
*chuckles
You can tell me your name. I'm not gonna do anything, duh!
Wait a second. I wanna talk to you.
Can't I talk to you at least? Won't you talk to me?