Gene Austin

Gene Austin
Gene fuckin' Austin
the man with the plan

he built a sushi bar
just outside chicago

anyway

we walked out the restaurant
on a slurry october night
drunk on the pristine wind
of pre-winter chicago
and beer

and ol' Gene Austin sped by
in a sleek black VW
and ran over our friend Steve on accident
and it stunk

so

we threw his drunk ass in the trunk,
buried him in the cradle of lake michigan,
got drunk
and changed our names