5.23.17

I died once before supper

and once after, not of belly-hunger

but of hunger of a different kind,

starvation of the mind, the

torture of a searching soul

putting desperate signals out into the world

like classifieds: ATTENTION – lonely

man seeking words for memories

that he is unsure ever existed; willing

to mortgage soul to anyone; grasping

in utter darkness for shards of shards

of moments, light; opening constantly, the

vault of his brain like a fridge

door, hoping to find

something substantial inside.

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Written at around 5 in the afternoon, in my office, in Agoura Hills CA, while feeling like absolute ASS. I’m sick 😦

BONUS

Music Suggestion:

KENDRICK LAMAR – COMPTON STATE OF MIND

LINK TO FULL ALBUM