(2014)
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
a breeze. already know what’s what. shut up. kiss her. shut up...
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?