(2012)
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
stupid met crazy decided to have a baby or two... what else you gonna do?
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.
liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
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
drry awfl drd sys thngs tk t lng & y bttr hrry lst y
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
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