I have a funny feeling
that I am going to die this year,
and while I hope I am wrong,
I am always right.
Everything goes to my daughter,
cut my skin and make art out of my tattoos,
especially the new one,
and tell the love of my life I love her deeply.
Charlie is right,
especially when we are stealing skateboards
from hot models
in the Bowery.
off Times Square,
a little place,
you get there eleven,
and call it a day...or a night.
my maroon beanie,
and the subway in the winter,
which is what's up debatable vs the summer,
but it depends on the hard month (s).
phone calls come and spray,
feline shoulder structure,
we can wait for airlines
or something else....