Manim a Fick in Tri

Eric texted me about LA
and getting a stand-up spot at my gig,
and that's okay, because
I would've offered him a spot
anyways, and I would've done the same in town.

Backing up a couple minutes,
I just booked the gig today,
while I was driving a dunebuggy
in Manhattan, peeling out, when I got the call
from the theater in Venice Beach.

we are good to go,
but I am still hesitant,
because I am pessimistic,
and nature calls me to be a cursory asshole,
where soul is like wheels.

deciding on what I am given,
I book the dam thing and hope for the best,
Los Angeles in June of the foul year of our forever, 2018,
alive, but unforgiving, let me go,
because here I go.