What I would really like to say
is that I enjoy beer in the afternoon
while I write and stare out over the
Main Streets of America
in different cities
and watch
how everyone scurries all the same
in every direction, every state;
a sleepless battle to obtain things
to live a good life
to try to find meaning and excel in the success
of solving all of life’s quizicalness;
that whether I am sober missing life
as days fly by
or drunk
looking into life too deeply for too long
we do as we do to keep it all balanced
What I would really like to say
is that people take love too seriously
rather than cherish it
when it comes how it comes however it appears;
that, regardless the length of the moment
it will hurt
all the same
just as deeply
when it comes to an end and the winter sets in
to make ready again your heart to love again
but that should not prevent us from still
loving
without logic reason rules or expectation;
stop protecting yourself
and trust in your strength
And what I would really like to say is
quit your job
take your arm and sweep it across the desk of your life
and throw all that shit to the floor
stare into the new emptiness
open the imaginary catalog we all had as children
and choose
anything you would like to do
not the mask or the game;
You will have no choice but to trust yourself
watching everyone lose their trust in you
but hang on to that cliff
even if you have one damn finger left holding on
and you feel the bone tearing away from the skin
I cannot say what happens next
that is a surprise for only you to know
af
(written on computer)
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