Assholes To Ashes by Scott Simmons

There were four of us on the cover.
And five before we wrote it.

After two years only half still speak to one another.
Because of course what are brothers really for?

All of it was over shit that barely made one cent.
It mostly only paid in kiss ass compliments. 

But somehow even that went to our heads.

If you write long enough don’t except friends.
Or leaving without having a broken heart.

There’s no glamour only words on paper.

Scott Simmons has recently arrived through a time portal after a tough divorce with his future ex wife and he now lives in cargo van outside of I-Hop.  It's  not recommended to engage him in conversations as he will likely urinate on you and does not believe in the concept of  personal space. Plus his writing also sucks.

This is why we need to outlaw time travel now! #voteyes4theFuckScottSimmonsBill