George Kaplan finally believes that they are actually going to destroy Shea after this year so he's given up on the SAVE SHEA FOUNDATION and gone partying. (If you sent him money he spent it on drinks.) Here is a dispatch from the trenches:
My Beast is Loose
My Beast is out
and you should let yours out too.
I don’t know how he got loose
maybe Evel Knievel dying
or the loss of fat on my brain
or 1,000 horror movies
all playing at the same time.
Maybe it was her
or drinking with Grandma Moses
in full bondage attire
or writing about poker
like it was life
which it is.
Maybe it was the Lakeside Lounge
or Castle Dracula
or her again
or the Australian girl Bone lost.
Anyway either way
he’s out, the Beast
and he doesn’t give a shit
about the Caged Bird dying to sing
or A. J. from the collection agency
or money but love and screaming
he’s really into. The Beast is
vengeance against it all.
