Saturday, February 25, 2023

Frustratingly Strange

" Hey, I am going to show you the alcohol iam drinking in the past 2 hours, some lambrusco that I'm still drinking, a few glasses, and I will go show you the white wine [that]

is gone.

My mom is taking a read nap: she might be asleep or she might be reading a mystery novel, maybe by a British author. This dog is named Hank, not Hank Jr. This is a keyboard that my best friend just gave me. Ami gonna read Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment? I gotta show this to my mom cuz we're gonna be in Amsterdam in a couple months minus a few days. I regret the alcohol in my brain cells. I wanna sing a song that tells everyone what I think about the things I think about. I helped Aaron and Andee move from a house into their old house, they will probably move again further west, farther west. We're gonna watch The Fabelmans in a few hours after we take a walk around our neighborhood. It's not my neighborhood anymore, because I moved to Austin in a small apartment next to a lot of other apartments. My mom's cell phone is ringing. She's gonna make us Shrimp Scampi. I'm kina tired, I woke up really early and didn't get back to sleep. I don't know why, I had the internet on my cell phone and I didn't want to go. I don't worry about my teeth rotting out. I am going to the dentist in a day and a half. It's gonna be OK it's gonna be okay. Let's open the dendoor, now. Look at him go, lookat 'im go, lookatim go. Nothing else to think or do. I gotta finish writing and reading and typing and thinking, and then I'll be done. And then I'll be dead. It's OK if you

let it.   "


2,008 ,

I fail all my classes, my first semester at university, Saint Edward's. 

I turn 19. Patrick comes back from Portland. My family is in Las Vegas Christmas Eve.

Then I fall in love with Nikkin 2,009 because she left a note on my car parked at Walmart because my mom worked at H and R Block in a Walmart.


O my God, our lives are Frustratingly Strange.

Poetry is ghostly and tired of health.

You are all I want to think of. Snow washes the dove's back. The name brand snack chip, I am broke out of love. I thought I asked polite...