dawn

I can talk about the church for the same reason I can talk about The Smashing Pumpkins.

Because I’m one of theirs.

ANd both of their fans are fucking unbearable.

Right up there with “patriots”

Pay

Tree

Ettes

I can talk about the tax man because I give him his coin.

I can talk about vanquishing opponents because you have a bloody nose.

I can talk about the danger of wrong love because she’ll ruin your fucking life, and turn everyone against you.

I can talk about being addicted to escape, because I ain’t even fucking here right now.

Flip side, i can talk about rest and comfort, cause I’m just so sweepy right now…

Can talk about the rain because I love it.

Can talk about space because I go there with my ears.

Can talk about rage because I shit it out of my fingers..

Can talk about futility, because i know not of the point.

Then you stop talking because it’s probably where the wisdom is..

Yawn.

A good day to curl up with the cat,

Grateful to be dry, drier than your dead grandma, grateful to be breathing, grateful for comfort…

I only took enough to stop the shakes today, literally just a few drops.

That’s it.

No stomach cramps or Smokey eyes.

No restlessness.

It’d be pretty original to frame yourself for murder,never actually do anything, but get wrongfully convicted, serve a few years, release new evidence,,sue the state and never have to see Dustin again..

That’d be pretty cool.

I dont thinking sueing the government is a sin,,