I said good morning and in her lazy smile I saw a terror of bliss.
She had taken another dose, presumably because her girlfriend is threatening to leave her again, and gone to get cigarettes; on her return I will bum one and we will smoke and then she will offer and I will accept and tumble a little bit too quickly into an unplanned tomorrow, scraping up of yesterday what we can.
I’ve been drinking since 10 AM and my roommates just took some Xanax.
My tooth is newly chipped, and its virgin roughness is giving me anxiety.
I’ll cut out from now on pictures of pretty women in magazines and tack them to my wall, because they can satisfy me more than any of the women I know.
now in LA, tailending into blue-lcd imprints, my bed a flat and my mind a mess.
but tomorrow will be the day and I will see it all clearly.
just give me some love
“Destruction is the big one” -R.D.
[Hey Richard,
We’re gonna need to make another run soon.
Let me know if you’re free
this weekend.]
If I were a Jesus God supplant
brain bugs in my cereal
golden three legged dogs with white teeth crossing side streets
and chinese women with big breasts
are seen saturated lime green
through a relocated russian doorway
young men
are discussing real estate
coke-addicts aren’t allowed
this close to the mountain
and I need to stop
toying with my dread.
