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

your
sense of optimism
is
almost perverted

visited by angels
and
an assortment
of drug addicts

take that for my foot
take that for my acid
reflex
just take that
because
i want to

spend time
talking
with the angels

pope worthy
telescope in hand

guess i didn’t
see you
guess you weren’t
standing
over there

it’s a long slow
fucking lane
filled with killers
and people of
higher learning
university presidents
and bank teller
counting receipts

bought a rubix cube
never really figured
it out

3 in a row

dirt defined by
ashes and lust
between two apple
trees.how jealousy
developed,take a photograph.
there was vinyl then
used for cars and
records.i love you
because i heard it on
the radio.didn’t really
know why or when.it
will happen while you
are at the bar with
your friends.pour that
over some ice and
please bring me an ash tray.

we are
the drugs you have
taken
take
the jump master
the leap

old in the shadow
follows me around
stays awake
while
i sleep

will
miss you
one
day
tomorrow