i just wanted to add this , i always found this quote pretty damn cool, and if i can ever find out if its a true poem and the author it would be awesome ( true enough i havent tried real hard either though)
i'm not going to tell you where its from...you just tell me if you know.
Sin and souIs--who beIieves
in that shit anymore, reverend?
Want to know what a sin is?
A sin's ending up
Iike that girI--
where junkies prowI,
where the tigers growI...
in search
of that much-needed bIow.
Where winos cringe
on a canned-heat binge...
and find their graves
in the snow.
