Contemporary mixed media collage, urban assemblage art, and modern poetry by Smith "Junk It, Kick It, Spit on It (for Steven B. Smith)" by Mark Weber, 1989   
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i've been sober since April 21, 1991 - but before that . . .

Junk It, Kick It, Spit On It (for Steven B. Smith)

I don't think there was
anybody in the Tremont bar last night
that didn't relate
to what you were going thru

we're concerned, but yeah
go head on
kick the shit out of everything
burn all the money
and the papers
in your wallet
break every glass you drank out of
kiss everybody
roll on the floor
bark like a dog
throw chairs
pronounce : "I'm not sure this
is worth selling out for"
sleep on the bar next to your wine
tie Amy Sparks' shoe laces together
ask the microphone if yr a democrat
or a republican
stand there teetering
leering
drunker than drunk

how in the fuck did you
ever get home
last night
anyway?

Mark Weber, 1989