<Note to self it needs more dirt and coffee rind in the begiinng. find somehitng more god/mom lmaybe priest stranger officer maybe surprise or off topic>
I always wanted to
write like my
Heroes-
I thought what they wrote,
was true-
Pure.
Free from
[their mothers] shame
[thier god’s shame
Thier lovrer / note lover sounds weak but you don’t want to imply fuck buddy or frivolity maybe dark or political like the conservative shame come back to this later ]
But I could never
Die at the end of a
Bottle-
Or find enough
women to whisper
my name in
the dark.
No war I chose
to die for.
No political party or
Cause I choose
to lie for.
I was
always worried
what my
Mother might say.
What Jesus
May say-
What you will say…
But if I give in to the fear
I will say nothing.
I will write and still say nothing
I will live and create nothing-
Fuck it-
If they want to criticize
or damn me for my words-
If They have
something
to say-
Let them write it down
Share it like an idiot,
and call it
Art.
