Zone

You'll know if this
war was all about commodities,
when they ship you home in a box!

Now shut the fuck up!

Forties

We sat down in the middle of
somebody's moving day and listened to a
pile of old cds from the Cure and Oasis and so on,
and that was probably the last or the
next to the last or the next to the next to
the next to the last time we ever asked ourselves,
who are we and where are we going?

War