My feet hang between the bars of my brother’s balcony railing. Two kids ride by on their bicycles, laughing about something. I watch them for a minute and then go back to smoking my cigarette. Sweet nicotine. Sweet sweet nicotine. The stars are out. It’s Los Angeles, and the stars are out. Seems funny thatContinue reading “On The Balcony”
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Eternity
I want to paint these words on my wall, so that maybe they’ll last forever, or last until the walls fall, like in a storm, or a fire, or some shit like that. Or maybe I should tattoo them on my skin, because tattoos are forever. Well, I guess, until the skin wears thin andContinue reading “Eternity”
What Would You Do?
Sometimes I wonder What would happen if I just seized up and died, Like, right at work, or Right before your eyes. I think for a moment There would be surprise, But after a while Everyone would just Move on with their lives, And maybe even laugh About it from time to time. I thinkContinue reading “What Would You Do?”
Pictures
Whenever I see an old picture, Of some old dude who is now dead, I wonder if he enjoyed his life, And I wonder about what he did. Did he do all that he wanted? And did he live a happy life? Or was this picture the only picture In which he ever really smiled?Continue reading “Pictures”
