don't talk politics.
talk about the weather,
or sports.

oregon seems nice.
ithaca does too.
alaska too.
mansfield will be a nice memory, but i can't see missing it.

language is too ambiguous and vague,
the only ones who get it are poets,
or philosophers with no friends
and a two pack a day habit.
"weather's nice today"

i need a job,
and a massage.

dinosaurs did not exist

somethin big is gonna happen.

they heard about this strange room,
and they were afraid to go in and see for themselves
so they found people to go into the room
but when they came out with a wild look in their eyes
they decided that they were going to lock that room up forever
and that's when i discovered that my key fit the doctors door

freedom is the ability to disconnect,
freedom is the ability to live in the now,
freedom is having nothing left to give up,
freedom is realizing that you already are what you want to be,
freedom is the escape from the maze you were placed in,
freedom is the ability to not need to pursue happiness,
freedom is life as an art form in itself.

gotta get down to the cumberland mine,
that's where I mainly spend my time.
make good money, five dollars a day.
made anymore, I'd move away.

be center everywhere, circumference nowhere

just got back from bonnaroo.
it was nuts.

opiated music playing on fuzzy speakers inside my skull,
radio static, wild jazz,
divine distractions, these patterns of sound,
paint my eyelids with shades of lavender