the cost is zeroed, the spend is zeroed
what is your assessment
this is legible statement to the contrary opnion
grounds for debate
debate producing legible statement
without cost

now you are not a photo journalist

CHHSMAIL@chhs.ca.gov crashed

housing@dss.ca.gov still up

serious world conflict corruption pattern in thousand oaks california,
potential epicenter of antitrust bubble
billions in tax money missing, algorithm for global copyrighters

never, always, challenger my thing

catering forever

so familiar with the police and task force

can't say anything? ever?

really guys?  i am a kid growing up in your image

division of labor postage me sexcapades now i own the world. baby in tow
daddy is in the budget, gush, overflow. corruption, millionaire

never a credit card, thats soo degrading, modest and forever
who's in your neighborhood?
the inner what?  get away i am calling prison

thousand oaks *** lives matter

Always assumed to be the villain,
Lingering in the shadows of a crooked path.
Am I misunderstood? Or is it just my destiny—
To be the star of my own one-man show? Isn’t it funny?

The irony is, promises were made.
Friendships did indeed fade.
But I am here, still at the restaurant,
Sitting in the corner I haunt.

A ghost of Christmas past,
Watching time slip through the cracks.
Thinking of the roads I never took,
And the weight of the past on my back.

Is redemption just a wishful dream?
Or a fate already cast?
I sit at the restaurant and I wonder-
When The Prophecy changes at last.

A busway stops at a certain station
People come through
Then walk off
And the cycle repeats itself
Its the same bus .
Just different people
various stories and lives
I long to know
But will never be able to