ME AND ANDY
me and andy went down to the landing in his pickup truck. sitting alone needed a ride back home, something 'bout breaking it up. we dove past the 76. i washed the inkstamps from my wrists and goddamned every last pay phone. and now i'm having relations down at the station. writing letters to you back home. fell and slipped and broke my knee cause everyone takes everything away from me. grass grows in the distance. i've wasted six months of my precious life. taking over the country. all out of time tonight. ducking friends and keeping out of sight. a house, a car, and a honeymoon. you've got nothing to lose, just time. send back your welfare contributions and other help. i'm on a self-sufficient borderline that cannot be broken this time. grass grows in the distance. i wasted six months of my precious life. taking over the country.

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