endless

these
summer days
suck

happy
faces
meaning nothin´
all these shirts
like
flags in a warm
wind
fallen into oblivion

the iceage inside me
waiting for

nothing
or
peace

maybe

some day

the story is

one flogged to death
one shot
one crucified
one lost somewhere

heroes loser
boozer literary men
presidents soldiers
plumbers
forgotten
dead

time
go
fuck yourself
and some day

get me

that´s the whole
story