socialite

  Posted on September 24, 2014 at 4:33 am

where are the bottles
and the girls that come with them?

am I not in a video yet?

objects on tv
become objects.
it’s a silly game
we don’t know we play.

I love it when inventors
grasp the magnitude of their creations.

where was I?

trying to write many layered whatever,
capture the such and such,
moment the context and so on.

human experience
in the gathering dust of earth.

um, it’s called, socialite.
martini glass.
hello

the term 6 figures
is ridiculous always.

I should be awarded
for my sleepiness.

I need more friends. why
the fuck
am I getting into this wallow thing?

what I need to do
is remember why I’m alone.

to gather strength
before the armageddon?

no. for a much more
compelling reason.

explained in the next book
you must buy!

2006