2.7.22


he used to look forward to writing highwrote high in high school collegemythology poetry Shakespeare one art class proved his junior high F was unwarrantedwas fomented by the uncheckedunquestioned authority of a plebeian cunt he saw coming a mile off  Why didnt the administration   he dropped out twice  performed for professors who when provoked confused their academic standingstature with superiority  vigor  and ended up on their backs with a raw kid standing over them calmly telling them to stay down or hed really hurt them
                                                                               unchecked righteousness  scars to prove it
he was high now a fatty smouldering between his fingers


a different kind of high accompanies Age  accompanies a life of unexpected pleasures  accompanies desperate losses 
    but
         consistently he keeps writing  divulging  lying 

using honest words steepedproficient in social interactions  nonfiction is fiction and fiction is nonfiction

looking in a mirror to shave which is which
                                                 who is who
whichwho did he like most


he still didnt know

2039,  Saturday,  2  7. 22
Blind Faith  Can’t Find My Way Home  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jlLBs6YawM

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