lost from the start

 



one night,

the person i was
with said,

'buddhakitty...
you dont know
a damm thing
about love...

you think it's just
two people fucking
their brains out."

poor creature

couldnt tell the
difference between
the baroque and
classical music,
Van Gogh and
Pollack.
never read the
Fante's (father
or son ), and
thought Fellini
was some kind
of a pasta dish

I didn't have the
heart to tell them
that you can't
fuck out what
you dont have