Tuesday, March 18, 2003

pisces fate



Ok, so tonight

is a night of slamming doors,



calamity,



accoutrements falling all over the place,



disposable cameras, wrought iron baskets,

sales receipts, gloves, hats, envelopes,

bills, relationships



coming apart.



It happens.



Don't make me say something awful.

Because, believe me, I can.




She said.



I can relate to that.



I always get mired in the hard vowels.



None of those words

have ever made it

with the ladies.



Like,

I suppose,

certain guys

never do.



Good thing I ain't yet sworn

off the drinking and the smoking;



God knows,



I need it

tonight