after watching some videos...
the last place i want to be in
is America...
i can't start to believe that
my place in Britain was supposed
to be a stopover
prior to Argentina and later
the U.S....
thank ****...
i'd rather be freezing my ***
off in Siberia...
which is famous for its Summer...
akin to the (white) Polar Nights
of St. Petersburg...
   nope, not me,
          i'd be like a carp or
a rainbow trout stuck in seawater...
fidgety and, in a few ways, dead...
at least i live in lands that still
allow a scribbler to ascend to
feral grounds of containing
a heart...
             the freedom to blah breeds
a populist machine of
sensationalism...
          and that goes only one way:
down the toilet.