Love, Reason and Name-Dropping

It's no secret;
life is a collection of phases
that feel immortal at the time,
but will eventually be erased
by the next idol of existence
as you move on to your next phase,
eventually collecting enough sub-personalities
to finally meet death.

DON'T
FORGET
TO LOOK
BACK!
This is all a lesson, granted
it is ultimately without meaning,
but for the artist's sake: Push forward...
Analyse the restful and strugglesome
times that lay behind you
and throw them
in to a loose equation.
You'll seldom find answers, but
-between you and I, they aren't any-
you'll discover the oppurtunity
to cease appearing so gerbil-like...
A gerbil with a fucking dunce hat on their gerbil head.

Anyhow, I'm looking back;
remembering the last time I sat here
polishing off good red wine
with my dearest Sarah...
It was a long time ago
and it's nice not to have to miss it.








(Anyhow, I invited some new friends along:
Raymond Carver, David Eugene Edwards
and J Kosinski.
I suggest you look them up
they might help you too.)