i miss you most days, i can not deny that but on the other hand i can’t do much about it. cancerous is the feeling when i am not preoccupied or dreaming. that is okay. life is lived by all and when it has ended for all it will be of little interested to the next people to inhabit our little homes. but it is something for me while i am here. it is everything to me while i am here.
Anonymous asked: Thanks. Well, at least you don't have to hit the gym. I guess the next one is 13.
13. life goals.
to write. poetry, novels, screenplays, journalism. to drink. to eat. to sleep. to travel. to sit in one place for years and do nothing. to have bruins season tickets. to live in alaska, seattle, maine, cape cod, louisiana, ireland. to die old and dirty.
the antlers on the
deer were tv
antennas, i drank
alcohol in the
woods by myself
echoing bird calls
into the can,
seeing if that would
and it didn’t.
i fell apart. i looked
into my soul, i pulled
it out of my
body and i asked it,
“what do we
do when we die?”
“we don’t do
anything. we die.”
scared me a little.
a tree fell. i watched.
i put on my hat
lit a cigarette
and started walking
in the other
all in a day’s work.
Anonymous asked: Oops, I blew my anonymous cover there, fishery? How's that?
i was wondering if it should be sent privately. anyway i deleted it, for that reason.
it’s alright. tiring, lots of work, heavy lifting, all the fishing industry woes.
i am perfection and indecision - the bowels of the earth release the births of all the assholes on any given day - surrounded by a pack of wolves in the sewers on the birthday of the lord - red eyes look from the darkness - vehicles are not for everyone - the envelope arrived in the mailbox in the winter delivered in a hearse - the smell of tulips in the kitchen while a one-armed woman washes the dishes - save me from the well i am about to fall in.
picture-perfect signals from the radio station telling us to off ourselves - release your emotions from the tea kettle as it whistles on the stove and she orgasms from the living room - feed me nature - fall from the roof and the height was nothing to be afraid of.
Anonymous asked: My vice would be music. How come you're single when you could woo and keep any lady with those words of yours?
who knows. there will be one someday but as for her not being here at the moment i ain’t stressin’ it too much
Anonymous asked: I'm gonna try all except for first one, I'm not very good with beer. 15
is the 15 like the numbered things?
15. relationship status. i’m single
and it’s not just beer. every writer has a vice. and that vice could be writing. it could be love, or hate, or alcohol, or drugs, or television, or music, or reading or writing. you gotta be addicted to something, everyone is.
Anonymous asked: 2, 4, 7, 10, 11 :)
2. i’ll post da picture separately.
4. last time i cried, i’m not sure… i really can’t recall
7. biggest turn offs. uhh. bangwagon bruins fans. dummies. that ditzy act even when you’re intelligent. sluts.
10. biggest turn ons. intelligence. a nice smile. humorous as hell. great laugh. glasses (if not that’s cool too though.) a great taste in everything.