Matt, I would love to go up there. I too am looking for work and that leaves weekends open.
I am back home. It's loud.
I am working at three lines a day...three painful lines a day. Somedays, with enough Charles, There are five. I think I am just in editing mode. I have taken to cutting my poems to pieces, even grading them on the Whitmen scale.
I need a job again. Someone want to help me? The ideal job is "pool boy" to a women who enjoys wearing business suits and loves to listen to the madness that is modern poetics. Wage Neg. I will also play "lawn boy".
I want a bike. MAtt(go build in hell), I day dream about it in traffic.
Terrible this life. This free will. High interest rates. Klonopin. Domestic violence. Modern Artists, other poets..."America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?"
Who wants to dance?
I am back home. It's loud.
I am working at three lines a day...three painful lines a day. Somedays, with enough Charles, There are five. I think I am just in editing mode. I have taken to cutting my poems to pieces, even grading them on the Whitmen scale.
I need a job again. Someone want to help me? The ideal job is "pool boy" to a women who enjoys wearing business suits and loves to listen to the madness that is modern poetics. Wage Neg. I will also play "lawn boy".
I want a bike. MAtt(go build in hell), I day dream about it in traffic.
Terrible this life. This free will. High interest rates. Klonopin. Domestic violence. Modern Artists, other poets..."America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?"
Who wants to dance?
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Well, hopefully one day youll just wake up, realize what a horrible, no talent person you are, and do the honorable thing by swallowing the barrel of a shotgun and blowing the back of your head off.
Keep smoking those cigaretes buddy. Lung cancer is to good for you.