I can't take this
stuck, covid 19
not a store open
to buy something
inessential
(which are the best things to buy)
I've gone to corona hell and I don't even have the virus
which could be my next circle of covid hades
the gas station slot machine
keeps taking my money because it's the only thing to...
"yeah, i don't know why they don't
legalize this stuff," karsten said.
i watched the thick plume of smoke
snake up out of his joint
and collect at the top of the ceiling
"yeah," i said
"it's like, can you imagine
if they made alcohol illegal
again
like they should, cuz the stuff is
way more lethal
than weed"
"it is,"...
this woman on the radio
was just talking about the glory of God
she said heaven opened up and she could hear music playing
today the sink smells like puke
and the lighting is worse
I'm not doing anything about it either
and I'm too sick and broke to get outta here
why can't I reach...
https://soundcloud.com/user-673577468-435000874/fitbitch
Come on we both know that's not sweat, they sprayed you down to make it look like it. Yes it is, yes it is...I just got done working out. I just left the gym. No...now come on. Yeah alright. I'm sorry, you look good, you look like you were...
Always live in regret.
The past is ever present.
There are no new days; you are the same person you were before.
Believe that today will be no better than yesterday. It’s about looking down with despair
and looking backward.
Don't look for new opportunities
that the Almighty has planned for you.
Hardship disheartens,
and does not...
“So how do we get their attention?” said Eduardo.
“I’m not sure,” said Darrius. “We tacked up fliers at the university, and I told everyone in my creative writing class. You did, too—right?”
“I did.”
Eduardo and Darrius sat for some time in silence, passing a joint back and forth.
“Why do you...
so anyway
the students were hoping
the prof would be stoned
he was
julie waznowski?
“here”
julie, do you write poetry
while smoking pot?
“I don’t know what to say”
pass your sample poems
to the front
mark wimple!
“here”
mark, does your mother
shave her pussy?
“I don’t know what to say
either”
pass your poems
to the front
but I doubt you will be
admitted
sandra beach!
“here”
sandra, could...
Establishing my negative credentials.
I curse at work, to myself, but loud enough
for everyone to notice. I make fun of ridiculous
rules and sneer at the company dogs I'm
surrounded by.
By implication I mean everyone, because when
I make enemies, I do it whole. And there's something in me
that needs to flush everything...
I listened to a lousy radio station
demand money as I drove home from work
yesterday and the sales pitch was worse
than any advertisement.
Some amateur disc jockey bitch
nagged me with a mother's whine,
the kind of sound old girlfriends make
immediately prior to being dumped.
I listened to her anguish and I cringed.
Then her...
