Sunday, August 23, 2009

I Can Barely Remember Things Before You Came

underestimated the future
and the weight
and the bruise
and the finality
that was you
when the gloves
came off and we lost
the changing rhythms
that came with the smoke
and the lights
and the sacrifice
that we would give
and give and take
until it all
just fell away
and away we
would go
until it
would finally
be gone
like my fears
promised it would

Friday, August 21, 2009

Notes From Mission St.

fuck yeah
i've changed my city
changed my name
this new beginning
where nobody knows
where i've been
or what i'm doing
and i can take pride
in the false joy
that comes with
drinking and smoking
all the while
throwing the only
thing that is tangible
under the bus
while i shit
piss
and moan
about the all
of this fleeting
bullshit
that will not
even last the whole year
but fuck it
i'm an intellectual
and i "know" things
so it's a good thing
i have this city and
the overwhelming rage
that comes with breathing
and walking these streets
that just make me even more angry
than i ever was
before

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

This Is America, Motherfuckers

this is the kingdom
the slavery songs
we're singing
for to believe
that there is
such a thing
as freedom

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Useless Career

He said, do you think anyone
will give a shit
about your writing
when you are 80?

I said, No.
Let's chat about
the weather.

Don't Debate Existentially

because then that would mean that we actually do exist
with one another
asking the hard why's
and why not's
but this is a truth that you just cannot spin
because to investigate through this analytical lens
is not impossible
and the end is not likely
because there is no answer
that you can provide
that would at last make me
change my mind
and move to your side
ever again

There Was a Time When I Thought Everything Would Fade Into Nothing, and It Did

an era of stumbling
into things
that i would never have
crashed into before
but the necessary
blood that has been
spilled along the way
makes it easier not to cling
to the fuck you's
and the i hope to never see you again's
but most importantly the
it's so impossible to let go's
that have plagued the empty space
where the heart and soul
has carried me onward
now it just doesn't matter anymore
the daydream that is my consciousness
has shifted and
a new one has taken its place
thankfully