when they should be sleeping
they are out
to beat the morning traffic

Asuguo

un-
knowing-
ness

Dillo Fenderson

oncoming traffic does
not stop, couldn't
have been any more true

Asuguo

riding downhill
on a bucket she
swats at passing flies

Asuguo

slowly i've come to believe
that those who've lost it
outnumber the sane people

Asuguo

if life is boring
try doing everything
with just one hand

Dillo Fenderson

disobeying the talking
traffic light i feel
somewhat rebellious

Asuguo

sleeping gangsta chicks
a constantly shaking nutter
a black man with a million fries

Asuguo

the fog swallowed up
the cars, and every other time
it spat one out

Asuguo

trying to prove
that laziness
can kill

Dillo Fenderson