with each passing moment
there is less of me
and more of the horizon.
I keep getting uglier and deader.
You working tonight?
Wanna go throw hot dogs
into the Atlantic Ocean?
I love the ballerina song you sent me.
I saw Donnie Darko
on the big screen,
and some bozo sat right next to me.
Maybe he was a time traveler.
I can only offer
friendship of fucking
these days.
I am quicker than karma.
If it were me,
I'd pick the friendship,
because the fucking is mediocre at best.
But at least I don't start sentences with 'but'.
I belong to sons
of Elvis
and daughters of Nixon.
We are all loomsters!
I just want to be more
for her,
and keep living.
Round and round and round we go...