Mitch Manzella's BLOG

Its muddy feet, laptops and pot
everythings wet, lost shit at the motel, and the governor's gay.
A Flaming ball of opium in my throat and choking back the vomit
its still raining
but I can still post my blog, about just how raining it really is.
The people in the cult make egg and cheese sandwiches
somebody brought pot in a filing cabinet
The radio Bunny makes me want to cut off my muddy feet and beat the DJ with them
Thinking about you in sunny Vermont.

-- Harry Vertucci
(from inside Coventry)