and then fear a much different fear than worrying about a crack head jumpin on this shortie or being stuck on the t if the granddaughter of a gook , the mongrel progeny from a gene pool that lived in tunnels becuz such surprises could fall from a cloudless sky , could be so afraid , whadabout my allamerikan classmatesand i think i would have been pretty shellshocked to c that big 5sided dc hive develop a hole-i think i would have wandered off andwhat maybe toward the mall and probably seen a lotta cops and soldiers and helicopters and probably not 2 welcome there and so back to g-town and a lotta caffeine at a *bucks and then into rock creekwhen the going gets tuff the notsotuff get under coverbut since i came here and not g-town and cambridge did not feel like the place 2 b 2day , i bunked classes and rode downtownwhich was really worsemore people agitated or numb and again every1 with a fone or trying to see a tvy cant merikans just xperience something instead of always analyzing and getting feedbackfinally wandered over to chinatown and there it changedno foneshandcartspeople hurtlingw/so much of chinatown really vnamese this is old hat for themi drank coffee and condensed milk that no1 tried to make in2 a some kind of caffeine religion and felt an anger bloom in me like a cereushow could all those people who have been skitterin around me let those people in the 5-hive rain down more hell on a little scrap of land so far away than all of the bombs dropped in wwiithats what im feelin right nowright nowi never felt that b4the arrogance of the presumption that their ideas were so good and so right that they get to bomb people who wanted to live another waya lot of people around me 2day were horrified that some1 might disagree enough w/their beliefs that they would kill them w/out warningsomethin woke in mesomethin wound from dna and maybe collective conscious ( oooh , thank you , big crimson ) that made me hate what had been done to that skinny little country so longnow , what i keep thinkin about is how the end of the line rarely ismy family must have gone through days like 2day over and over from the early 50s to 75longer than ive been aliveand they cooked rice , washed clothes , had sex and said prayers amid the bombsin my 1 score and 7 wisdom i think its only people who never have bad shit happen to them that think bad shit is a big dealthe rest of the world goes hohum , hoses down the blood , sweeps up the bones , and hangs out the laundrysee ya , dd chapter six cast and chrysalis later , as the filtered whispers of his rescuers surround him , as the speed of the ambulance jolts him , and as the hospitals runway of florescent lights speeds over him , frank rasling fights those distractions with the reassurance that the story he was meant to write finally will be written .