watch you crumble to the ground

i'm going to smash this computer to pieces

I’m praying to false gods.

Marie Laveau help me.

As I look for my Hendrix cd that is obviously in my car

And I will not trek downstairs

My computer is crashing

My back in pinching up

And shaking down

The coffee won’t boil

This syllabus won’t write itself

And the clocking is weaving its arms towards time

And how many times have I tried to describe

This imploding explosion of body and soul

My sister’s face framed in time

The coffee won’t fucking boil

And I got this candlebox song as a substitute

Taking me back to when I was first depressed

High school

Scraped knees

Lost time

I hate word capping each line

I fall ahead

And run behind

Never on time

Never abreast

Floundering, as he said

Or soaring

No feet on ground

No grounding in time

Or space

This body beat to ribbons

Pushed out

Overfed

Chained and pampered

Glen Phillips fucked my mother

Recurring themes

Rebirth

Friends

No friends

No difference

That last breath is yours alone

And mine to seethe

The coffee is weak and tepid

This cigarette tastes like death

And rebirth

Stalking the world of the living

What can I take?

What have I given?

I’ve given it all

And taken more in return

Things I never wanted

Piling over my ashtrays and scattered pulp

Freewrite

A hole driven in the skull to release pressure

Relieve

Relive

Die die die

666

fornicate