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

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