The circus is pulling me back
and I shall rejoin it soon.

Whatever phase of its incarnation it is exploring at the moment
it is still the only true freakshow left
for us bohemian nostalgic misfit freaks;
Those of us who like to read a book in a bar
and write drunk poetry inspired by the drunk author
about life and love and passion
which is really about bourbon and boredom and pussy.

The carnival on the beach

Soon
I will be back with the misunderstood;
Back to the closest thing I have to a home.

af

(written in little notebook)