Would you taste a bit
of this tea
; we have many hour
to go before our trip
and then, once again, you may sleep.
The strong man
tells me you've
s underneath that bone
What did you have to do to impress him?
That's a joke, son.
I can hear on your voicemail
is far too loud
--that you've been reject
again. That sucks. Hard
part of life.
I would, man. I would give every bit.
You get depressed when you drive
y neighborhoods, don't you? You know
you'll never be able to have one
of those for your wife
. I've seen some ugly
before, heads misshappen
and just plain
. But that's neither here nor there.
The beautiful home
is myth. Every home
in the corners, spider
s sneaking in
between the plastic
slats of your computer monitor.
True story: once had a rat
living in my computer
fit right through one of those expansion slots without
a cover. Those chips get warm, I imagine
. I would.
People ask why I don't write poetry--I can't call
myself a poet
, a pretentious ass
about feelings when there's so many more real thing
worth talking about that we can all know.
never been interested in feelings. I got
'em, I'm sure, but I'd drop them all and devote
myself to pain
just to make her happy
You gonna drink that?