The Kate Crash Experience Lives Here.
I never had an issue with rats until I had to live with them.
I guess my only other real encounters with rats were when I was learnin’ to drive and I stole my daddys drunk car down to s.d. with some squatters
(I freshly met after I skipped outta the 2 year 13 year old self lockdown in some mountains daddy paid them 60 g to set me straight and wash my brain but they just filled it with mud and my holes with hands grubby and grabby insteads) who’s only possessions were a pair ah rats who just had a fuck load a babies, some bent spoons, and torn up stolen from lepracy hottopic ministry hoodies
We blew down the 110 from Pasadena a hard fast pedal squeal I gunned swerved stunned
A roll in stop at the mickey dee’s of dope fiends
Mexi men popped water ballons in our hands as we handed them the 20’s and ran
On the ride down
We be listenin’ to ol school velvet underground with my gay junkie boyfriend from n.y. who I was about to lose my non forced virginity to after I shot the moon for the 1st time too… man teenage fags trying to fuck trauma’d out chicks on dope is a serious joke, he couldn’t get it up and tried to get me to suck but I didn’t know what I was doing and I kept nodding out but will get to that in a few seconds flat or limp at that)
A few hours later and lots of nico and lou and grunge and kroq pop
We rolled up to the bland, the like evedryother boring building I couildn’t tell ya more cause I just can’t remember remember remember, of some junkie stranger of my first time boyfriend forever fags ol’ ny Swedish shootin’ buddies hound dogs
The world was OPEN with the possibilities of death
The summer sweat stuck my legs together the ocean air unstuck my untogether as I stepped outta the car
And into the adventure of destruction and fancy kids on fancy highs and suburban kids gone homeless so they could get forever high and complain about the sneakers their mommies wouldn’t buy em and how daddy never fucked them as hard as they wanted
I don’t remember what happened inbetween I mean right after that only a couple or may be 1 hr later s.kater
After the sun skirted behind the sea we couldn’t see or hear just knew on the map was near
I shot my arm up while the squatters were out getting’ slurpees and someone busted me stealin’ dope and missin my veign since I never knew who to shoot and so they took pity on my hungry veigns
S.d. lights glowed
I was snowed!
Blurred
Jived
“kate wet your mouth” the world flipped around
I couldn’t open my eyes
slimmy worm in hand slick sound
My clothes were pulled down
the squatters stood behind the couch bed laughing
beating eachother silly
the rats squeeling
the lights of the midnight cars rolled green and yellow and red and stoplights on the blinds and through the shadows, it smelt like lavender and smoke and filth and sweat
I felt a fool I whined whinney “but I aint never done it not raped before” in between gasps and falling over and scratchin’ my nose with the back of the arm not because I cared about being raped just to explain why I seemed like an amateur because I am sure I’d be bor n
good.
silly
the neat walls of the carpeted stucco apt
the Swedish junkies who’s pad it was were nina hagening red balloons to dust
and disappeared
and I think it was an hour later
or maybe a year
I gave up
On making the fag cum
And passed out
Trying to forget the last one’s I didn’t want on top
I was snowed!
Blurred
overwithdrawn
My very 1st underage bank acct daddy opened up 4 me and put in 60 bucks to teach me about saving
Straight gone to doping
S.d. lights glowed
I was snowed!
Blurred
Jived
S.d. lights glowed
I was snowed!
Blurred
Jived
Blurred
Jived jived jived
A few days later
Back in some filthy motel in downtown
No money in bank account
No food or ground
Shit!
Sifting through rat shit for that tar I just droppedd
HERE AH SHIT
There a shit
Everwhere an itch itch