Friday Night, 1:30am.

34 police cars
with lights and sirens blazing
just drove by my home.

hope no one is dead.
i'm sure at least one is gone.
life in the east bay.

its supposed to rain.
no sun, no trips, and no fun
all freakin weekend.

homework by moonlight.
not sexy and not awesome.
i fear the future.

3EB and Butch
sing their songs in the darkness
wish i could be there.