Only the stools are loose,
most of the poison
i have deleted from my system,
or rather like an organism
the bacteria passed through me...
objectively speaking...
emotionaly i wanted to blame
the restaurant
my girlfriend,
the waiter,
my father (patricide),
myself (suicidal)
and we are still all alive
..it was quiet
and i conserved my energy
for a move to an island...
and spend a few months mercifully away from Lady Gaga and her crew...
1 billion hits on you tube...wait to a go you little monsters.
Read this today:
Don't be scared of life,
loneliness will set in...
and life is tinged with death
in a conscious unevolved
sort of way...
the conversation is narrow,
between conformists and hipsters,
the individual the last counter culture,
attacked with "ink" and "peircings"
but impossible to sell...
so those who sold out...
for those who chose
personal advancement
over
art
money can never
get you
back
what
you missed.
living once
Another part
The hungry eyes
of the pale anorexic
youngish hot yoga
instructor
who preachers a perversity,
absolute health
ultimate health for that moment
is the best we can be
or so they say in the army,
at an absolute level,
it is only for a moment
and then our bodies start to slip away,
our hair recedes,
little aches and pains
become annoying,
we notice changes in weather,
more affected by the cold,
our laughter softens
and gracefully
and well lived
we will die...
"Is that true?" asked the young monk of the old bhuddha.
She said
"I welcome death"
He didn't believe her,
"But liked the lie."
Eminem and Kid Rock are good poets...yes
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