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From Issue Two

Please Note: Some content in these works are for mature readers.

Also: Any views or opinions in these works DO NOT necessarily reflect the attitudes of Oblivion.

The following short stories, poems, and articales are submissions from back issues. They are from friends, acquaintances, and strangers alike, compiled for your amusement. Enjoy!

Words by: Wild Bill Evans

NO FUTURE

No future, got a cloudy past
breakin' down, I'm a social outcast
Wino blues, but it's the life I choose
Never win, you know I'm born to lose
Lost my way, I'm a danderous man
I'll slice your throat, if I can
I live 2 die, I'm in love with no one
I'm not in love, I just want to have fun

NO FUTURE - beatin down

NO FUTURE - never win
NO FUTURE - pay my dues
NO FUTURE - wino blues

TOXIC BOX

You check out your toxic box
and its 86,
you wonder where the Hell
you're gonna, get your next fix
you look inside your toxic box
as you start tearin' out your golden looks
siftin' your brain
for a grain of cocaine

YOU BE MY MOTHER
AND I'LL BE YOUR BITCH
SUCK ME / FUCK ME
SOMONE SCRATCH MY ITCH

I used to have a brain
but now, it's in hock
I keep it locked deep inside
My toxic box
Like a spider on a fly
theres terror in my eyes
ain't it a shame, I'm outta cocaine
nothin's ever gonna be the same
R.F.H.

And here I wait
like a mouse to a fox
someone please fill my
toxic box

W.H.E.
3-31-98

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