Sunday, February 6, 2011

I'm joined by Loneliness
who gives me
the usual -
pot shots
of savage self
reflection
but
I just can't
seem to swallow it
these days

so I
read my book
listen to Tweedy
lay for a time on my bed just gazing at the ceiling
I
drink whisky with my friend
and
play my guitar
as
my cat climbs all over me
and I just

Believe,

I s'pose.

I just believe.

2 comments:

  1. Someone, somewhere else, is doing much the same.

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  2. If I could, I would eat chocolate eclairs and drink coffee with that person.

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