what a wanker.

my lost lotto-ticket,
i just found under my chair in the bunker.

my burned hand,
mother says i might have ended up in hospital,
it's fine.
not a mark.

and the diamond white,
silver note-paper.
cool.

and this chat about EACH WAY,
i'm finding it all a little tedious,
and a bit deep for a sunday morning.
























fuckin LIGHTEN UP EH!

IT'S SUNDAY.



i swear too much.

is it a winner eric

with my luck?