Andy Bones
San Diego, CA
Out of the weepy wilty reeds
A swirlscorched behemoth rose
...Nearly six miles high
Mocking man & cloud soggy
Yet-
A softer hand extended down
From offices above the sooty sky...
-Department 6-B-
Known internally as "The Business"
Now offering creatures like You...
Custom luxury villas, and,
Non-luxury villas
In a haphazard shuffle on high...
Cafe L'Merde Villas
Go Find Yourself
2021 DruggADX
"The History"- This no Cinderella story, I wouldn't keep reading if I were you.. It was a happy accident, a natural collision between science & recklessness. Somewhere betwixt the badlands that separate San Ysidro, CA & Dnipropetrovsk one of our wizards straight Dyson-vacuumed a mountain of coke & then just bailed with a backpack full of plutonium spheres & a dangerous book of incantations.
Snuggy & druggy, he jammed a flathead key in our finest Apocalypse-resistant Sandworm Buggy
Now, Absconding with such hazardous materials was observed in realtime, and- by the books, our armed security team should've intervened but it was getting pretty exciting & we wanted to see what would happen
After several tense hours without response,
A mighty, moogy flash lit up the Northern Hemisphere
Screams of our ancestors wailed across the globe and the moon bled a nasty rusty red
And it rained centipedes for six days- who doesn't remember the fucking centipedes right
But then, just when it started to get boring, swarms of locusts erupted
From a sewage line in Baja, CA forming a gargantuan funnel-shaped column of molten asbestos. Homes, vehicles & babytoys were obliterated
By the odd tempest
But our chief executive/ financial officers knew in their hearts,
And completely safe in their subterranean lairs, that goodness would prevail, or something
They were correct- something did prevail, that thing was their investment Le Merde!
A 5.8-mi. high inverted funnel-shaped tenement
A structurally impossible acrid-smelling, foggy, smoggy & rather elegant
"Flower One" A-tower, the Chokeblossom flagship...
Time Magazine's Meredith Feldman took note of the penthouse's opulence, when she spoke to a terminally ill resident:
"This is literally the most absurd living space I've ever been Within
And one time I accidentally got my entire head stuck in the miniature set from Fraggle Rock, that's a true story dude"
The testimony doesn't end there. another recently deceased resident exclaimed "This place is pure fucking evil"
When we mentioned the imminent completion of Tower B DP'ing the Earth,
His face turned a whitish slate-gray and he asked us to please leave. The excitement killed him. Or it didn't help, at the very least.
I became more curious. I sought out the architect.
The man was called Mitch Conroy, the original wizard
Who bailed with all the dynamite, the fucking plutonium, and I learned something: this mf was still alive
I had a hunch and went with it: I paid 3 guys to beat the shit out of him with metal pipes & a bag of padlocks
He was never seen again.
I mean, his body was seen again just without his soul inside it TM 2021 DruggADX
~Go Find Yourself~
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