from white ghetto trailer parks
in the shadow of Disney World,
in the whiskey wake of an alcoholic mother,
to a wonderfully wild
and wayward decade in NYC,
in bars and basements,
through the battlefields
of sobriety and self-contempt,
through foggy forests of love, lethargy,
loss, goodness, grace, grief, and hope,
into a a garbage dump behind a Taco Bell of cancer,
off a fucking cliff,
and I will keep following them
until my time and adventures expire.