Come see me sometime; room #48 at the end of the hall. Listen for the Bad Brains and the life-pain. Recovering from several blows at once,
but, I don’t mind, come over anyway. We’ll put on some jazz while we talk about the world and its eventual downfall. Dust cloud settling….
smoke rings fill the air; it’s good to have a somewhere. A third of my short check, but I can listen in the dark to my own beating heart.
DON”T use the toilet: I’m still scratching from my last constitutional, and the shower curtain reeks of dirty soap. Never go barefoot…
Someone’s roasting a cook-pot cooking a pot-roast while my towels and underwear spin, and we’re smoking cigarettes; talking
about Viet Nam and his stint in the Devil’s livingroom.
I could see in his eyes that Charlie is still behind every corner, and he has to check for him under his bed.

Nice guy though…

He told me who the snitch was. That fucker! Incense burning? or is it pine? It was Kind.
Nice room though…a nice high ceiling for all my lack of stuff. Just another pile to create while uncrating my nothing, pretending it’s all neatly
arranged and nicely put away so I can watch my empty shelves bristling white with specks of literature and horror-crafting sophist memoirs
and classic culture conundrum biographies; converging into my reflection.
Counting holes in the ceiling tiles, like being at the dentist just about to go under.
I need you here cause you can make me come…..
…..when i don’t wanna go. No good for my Self, just letting myself ‘ NO. ‘
Here in a bunch of ‘ nots ‘ ….: tied-up, wondering where can I run to.
Low ceiling got me ducking out of sight, not ready to face it. No feeling, just a knuckle to the nose, and my teeth are falling out one by one:
repercussions of resistance in life and the way it shakes you. Ice sculptor picks away at your disk eyes; no where is safe for you: who do you
trust when you never learned how to trust? Tag…your id!!!
How do you make the ” right ” choice, when all you see is what’s ” left? “
I need you here because i need to see your smile. I see your eyes in every corner of every room. Where are you now when I need to go?
where am I?