Articles and thoughts by Peter Holslin


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Eventually the face of the hulking Connecticut pot head will be smashed, flat to a gritty concrete wall on a sunny day. The skin may sizzle and bubble at the very moment of impact. That ugly face, a big ball, swollen and ashy from beer, bursting with greasy blond hair, sadly comes to my brain tonight. Oh, that pathetic, stupid fucking face. Delivering excited slurs, a boorish smiling expression and empty, beady, black eyes. Drunk on power, this face, surely, tottering back and forth, lips jabbering idiot signals. Or just drunk.

Are people listening to him, I think now? Do they hear what he says? Does it resonate? Does it really make sense? Tell me, is that stupid, drunk face making sense?


Written by Peter Holslin

April 5, 2007 at 1:17 am

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