NormBeggar's Belief (2005)
I am some arsehole. The sum of my actions leads me to this conclusion: I am some arsehole. I strut and pose. I do.
So now I think I have returned. I never left. I never was. Plugging holes, plugging holes.
Between buckets of stale water and rusty tractors lay rotting maggotty meat. The stench had developed over days of excessive heat and humidity creating the still thick rotten air which penetrated the brick walls and flaky white paint. Blow flies circled, landed and squirted larva on the stinky stuff.
So now I think I have returned. I never left. I never was. Plugging holes, plugging holes.
Between buckets of stale water and rusty tractors lay rotting maggotty meat. The stench had developed over days of excessive heat and humidity creating the still thick rotten air which penetrated the brick walls and flaky white paint. Blow flies circled, landed and squirted larva on the stinky stuff.
