Outlaws and Poets (fiction and poetry)

Put out the
	Lites
Party's
	Over

Nothin' left to
	Do
Except more of the
	Same

Nothing
	New
Left to
	Do

More space to
	Fill
More time to
	Kill

Why go
	On
With the
	Farce

What purpose am I
	Serving
Why continue the
	Sadness