Preface Copywriter Chenrui
We are just a piece of meat
Goddam rotten to earth
The backpack Yaoming lent has become shitty with holes
So will my fucking body soon
The most crappy lines I’ve ever had
Should be the fuck shit I’ll leave to you, the rotten head
With a festering wound left by my cut-out ear
I hide a gun in bosom and step in the crop field
When I finish with my last fucking crap painting
The shitty sunken world will go out of my sight
The skateboard shoes is worn out
My mama ask me why I’m goddam unhappy
Just for my goddam crappy song
I say that make me fucking unhappy
My country is a shitty land
I can’t laugh or cry though, damn it
How can I goddam draw you delighted fish and bird
Deadly without rolling fucking eyeballs?
Remember that night I fuck with you
You said I got goddam mattery legs
The damn truth is that I crossed over half of China
On foot to make such fucking matter
All those brilliant, putrid, as well as rusty laugh and cry
Awake or drunk
If only fucking before lousy in the belly
Throw them up
That all will be goddam live
Souls
