Archive for February 2021

should the writer be afraid of words.the fire people afraid of water,the junk bond dealer afraid of money. does the electrician fear for life around electricity. do pilots wave at flying objects,does the coroner smoke or drink.does the farmer grow pot,does the doctor drink green tea.what does the preacher say to jesus. meeting buddha under…

care giver.when i was a care giver,i gave care.as a care giver,you spend time with someone who is sick and likely passing.it is helpless,it is madness. words become useless.time became useless.work was a holiday,when you would drive me. slowly,you would no longer drive. by the time you knew it was over. and today i wonder.…

leaving here for outer space left you a note on the refrigerator so when you get up and grab the cream you can read it if you want while you pet the cat

miss you because i know you are not here anymore making me sad

on a sojourn all along just never knew busy vast amount of debt owned by a financial institution life is fucking difficult when laughing appears impossible busy on a sojourn watching the leaf fall never new waiting for the rest

maybe there was more maybe not this is it this high rise apartment overlooking the sunrise  

did not go to harvard did not even go to grammar school mom gave me a dictionary said “here,go learn about words” a professional professor fuck you so i learned how to kick a can enter tomorrow

could not imagine being happier having waited surrounded by isolation hours spent days turning on the sink glass with ice in hand

thanks leon because without you none of this would have ever happened

imagine spending just one night with bullets and bombs exploding maybe even killing a friend