now I have one less.
maybe two, depending on when you read this.
I wish I were 25 again.
stupid and surreal.
blow out the candle on the nightstand.
I am so far from being so far.
when I wake up tomorrow,
I want to be brave,
and a plumber of silver dreams.
just do my best and not go insane.
that's what Wal-Marts are for.
now I have books I need to read,
and lips I need to kiss
and Taco Bell is always there,
but I am trying.