Pretendtious
just bad luck
I was four beers deepwhen I thought to myselfmaybe I shouldn’t have hadthose four beers.Maybe I should haveapologized to youinstead. So I rode my biketo get a pack of cigarettes,and think it over.Then I took a shower,to wash away the smoke,and think it over. I sobered up.And then I drove North. I’m still not sure […]
This is bad
When was it,exactly,that I started believing people could beGoodagain? Was it after thefifth beer? Or after that shot ofwhatever the fuck? Or maybe it wassome other event,conversation,occurrence,marked by human interaction,rather thanostracized gulpsof self-prescribed medication. Well,it was definitely before I returned homealone. We are all here.Sharing this life,this time,this place. But the truth iswe are all […]
Not what I wanted to write
It is a strange state of beingto feel: to taste the remnants of your mealsscrubbed off your teethmixed with the minty flavored chemicalsthat may or may not be giving you cancer. to spit them outand watch them flow down the drainto undergo some sort of“treatment process”and come out of someone else’s faucetwhere it may or […]
Church with Mother
the point of your earringdriven by your polished nailsthrough your sunday skirtand into your pale thighdistracts you from the painyou really feelin an attempt to keepyour eyes dry
Against boredom themselves…
What is there left to donow that God isn’t watching? Now that airplanes and the internethave proved cultural relativism to bemostly a crock of shit. Humanists forgot about the environment.Environmentalists forgot about the human experience. Now that ethics are subjective,Matter is the only objective constant,and it’s in a state of constant flux. Sometimes all I […]
