RUN RUN RUN

"You gotta run, run, run, run, run
Take a drag or two"/LOU REED

NOW, POST-MARATHON, THE STREETS ARE JUST FLATTENED GREEN GATORADE CUPS AND POLICE BARRICADES. I FORGET WHEN I TALK TO PEOPLE THAT I DON'T HAVE ANY HAIR. THE LIGHT IS BECOMING PALER. THE NEW YORK TIMES SHOULD HAVE COMICS. THE BOOKS OF POETRY I READ SHARE THE SAME TONE.

LESTER SHUE IS NOT DEAD

TRUST ME, HE ISN'T.

MORE TO COME