This simple statement helps me when I'm alone and feeling like I'm losing my sense of control, "There is nothing to do, nowhere to go, and no one to be."
Saying that a few times and taking a deep breath can be as calming to your body as any other simple pleasure. For me it's like seeing the ocean, smelling the outside sage, or even enjoying coffee with an old fashion glazed donut. It's the simple things that may keep us from going crazy. Of course being with your friends and receiving professional help is the key! Viva Dan! Viva Dan! Viva Dan!
what am I doing alone drunk and writing poems at 3:18 a.m.?
I'm as crazy as I ever was they don't understand that I haven't stopped hanging out of 4th floor windows by my heels- I still do right now sitting here
writing this down I am hanging by my heels floors up: 68, 72, 101, the feeling is the same: relentless unheroic and necessary
meaning fairs for one the context lost for another meaning fairs none the next day ramble advice when silence is feared but greater silence compounds my fear so an awkward fix from one out of touch I don't know, I just love you
grey matter, death possess time to charge the body for what
grey matter, death give reason to be and enliven experience
grey matter, death convulse our emotions in epileptic dance
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This simple statement helps me when I'm alone and feeling like I'm losing my sense of control, "There is nothing to do, nowhere to go, and no one to be."
Saying that a few times and taking a deep breath can be as calming to your body as any other simple pleasure. For me it's like seeing the ocean, smelling the outside sage, or even enjoying coffee with an old fashion glazed donut. It's the simple things that may keep us from going crazy. Of course being with your friends and receiving professional help is the key! Viva Dan! Viva Dan! Viva Dan!
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at 3 a.m.
what counts now
is one more
tight pussy
before the light
tilts out
drunk and writing poems
at 3:15 a.m.
some people tell me that I'm
famous.
what am I doing alone
drunk and writing poems at
3:18 a.m.?
I'm as crazy as I ever was
they don't understand
that I haven't stopped hanging out of 4th floor
windows by my heels-
I still do
right now
sitting here
writing this down
I am hanging by my heels
floors up:
68, 72, 101,
the feeling is the
same:
relentless
unheroic and
necessary
sitting here
drunk and writing poems
at 3:24 a.m.
- as crazy as i ever was, bukowski in '77
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the context lost for another
meaning fairs none the next day
ramble advice
when silence is feared
but greater silence compounds my fear
so an awkward fix
from one out of touch
I don't know, I just love you
grey matter, death
possess time to charge the body
for what
grey matter, death
give reason to be and
enliven experience
grey matter, death
convulse our emotions
in epileptic dance
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