Novels & Things

          Did you do a lot
                    of coke when you
were young?
                              me neither
All those girls are
           learning.

                         A tight ass
                         in correct jeans

          the right CD,
                    the right music

     for what we’re doin today
          people talking
          my wife stackin
                    the netflix queue

                              the netflix cat
                              kicked a dildo down the street
                              for what reason I don’t know

there it is,
          there it is

          the pen,
                    my friend’s
                              gray hair

at this particular party
I’m
     just sittin here
     just lisn’n
     2 these 2 girls
          talk about
          novels & things

                              It’s peaceful here:
                              not to know the chaos of other rooms?
          they
          know not
          to bother me while I’m writing
                              about mardi gras:

                    soakin up beads
                    drowning in twenties
                    throwin out nothin
                                                       but tits

     the toilets are clean
     they’ve never been cleaner


                    Everyone out there talking
                              is a roar in my ear
                         ringing it like
                              the smoke of everyone I know
                              and how I knew them today

A gun to the head—
          what’s wrong w/ that?

          I’ll get a job in the firm of
          Hemingway, Thompson, & Randall

     Getting off o’the elevator with my friends
     I’ll show them my office saying

                    there it is, there it is
                    the pen, the pin
                    my friend’s gray hair

For hours now we’ve been saying
          “it’s still early”

                              But I think I’ll be going
                              I’m getting drunker than I thought
                              drunker than plans
                              drunker than the Trust allows

matt blunt,
                    roll me a fat one

                    that’s what was wrong w/
                              my band experience

                              all the teachers I cried in front of,
                              none of them knew what to do.

Hey, don’t take all the things
                    I owned of you
          those are the things I wanted,
                     and I’ll be needing them for that

          ass in correct jeans,
          the girls still learning,

          me just sittin here
          lisn’n those 2 girls
          talk ‘bout
          novels & things.