no exit ghetto strategy is the dance of the fruit fly in lieu of a dead mango think about what a fly could do with eight thumbs & a penchant for childhood glory the playground is legendary for minimal hatred & maximal popsicle wars with sixty four eyes how many dreams does a fruit fly have in one night probably more than a building there is a hurricane coming & i am drunk on the thought of pocket sized retribution there is one fruit fly left in the world he is standing in my bathroom sink selling his regrets: 2 for $1