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Buddha
They call you Demo, right?
You said that loud, loud and soft-like, like a singer singing songs, same old, same old. Singing at Christmas-mas-mas. Miss Susan gone?
Well look around. She’s not hiding in your car. Is she behind your seat? You want to be sure, now. You’d better check.
Check, check one. Miss Susan gone. Nah, nah. Miss Susan long gone.
How’d you get your car on the beach, Demo?
You smoke Buddha?
No Buddha. You can’t shoot and smoke at the same time. I thought you knew all about that.
Buddha bombastic spliffy shiver shit. Shit make you live on the sun. Shit make sand taste like jam, make you piss out the ocean. Shit make you hold your cock to keep it there. Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.
I know you like Buddha, but you like the ice water better. That was my ice water you took in your arm. I bet you knew that too. But you didn’t know it’d feel like that, did you?
Same old, same old.
Yes, I suppose it was like that for you. Miss Susan was same old, same old, was she? Was she funny to you?
Nah, panda. Miss Susan gone. Panda same old, same old. Panda don’t live in no cage. Panda got ‘coon eyes and claws like a lion. Panda king of bamboo forest. Buddha bamboo bullies. Bully pimps wear panda coats and fuck goats.
Is that what you told Miss Susan? She wouldn’t have liked that. What did she say with your knife at her throat? Was it something like this?
Uh! No. Ah!
Look at you. A full twenty says you can’t move your legs right now. Tell you what, I’ll give it to you anyway. Here, I’ll just put it in your hand. Don’t pay the first angel, though. That’s God’s first test. After that you’re on your own. Me? I haven’t been further than the first test. I envy you, what you’ll see, what’s out there.
Same old, same …
Remember, not the first angel. Miss Susan had a straight run to the top, but you’re going to have to be smart. And don’t go looking for her. She’ll find you anyhow, and it won’t be nice. You see? That’s what’s funny to me, Demo. You’re a lot funnier than I thought you’d be.
Bugs!
Yes, Demo. Lots of bugs. I’ll be seeing you. Buddha-Buddha-Buddha.
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