mad drunk genius

I used to have all sorts of problems. Now there's just the one.

Month: March, 2015

It’s better to be kind than clever

Scribbles on the bedroom wall of a hand-me-friend
apartment, mattress & box spring on the bluey purple
flecked carpet. A duct-taped chair with towel
on the back, a mirror on the floor caked in melted
snow men. A glass table. A pond paining. On
the outside of the door, four Cascadia flag stickers.
——I’m drunk already on swings of Trader Joe’s
——’Blended Scotch Whisky’ but I can tell the light
——switch cover is off-balance.
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It doesnt have to be genius to be good or appreciable

Generosity is always most generous to yr ego.
——’For those of you wondering what to do,
——just do it.’
‘Sing it & sing it, and that’s how we do it.’
——I’m part of the problem, of course!
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Love has many homonyms

——I dont know anyone but myself
——& the images I make of others.
All images are hallucinations & all love self-love.
——Sex is masturbation with yrself.
I keep expecting to see her car disappeared.
But then I never expected she’d come.
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