whilst walking to the grocer I found a single blooming rose sprouting from the cracks in the pavement. as i stopped to pick it, matt johnson sprinted over, and stomped/crushed the flower beneath his boot. does anyone know why he'd do this? was he fucking with me?
i remember the day i saw him... cold, alone, nose red as a summer prolapse, dripping with boogies freezing into icicles as he drank the ceramic bowl of milk I graciously handed him. For I knew he was sick, and in need. and his boogies, they were dripping into the milk,
Went to my movie theatre and asked the guy if the tony poster was in yet and he didnโt even know what i was talking about and i had to explain the movie and Matt Johnson and he goes โyeah nobodyโs gonna want that poster so you can probably get itโ