When You Pull From the Dusty Shelf…

 I find myself begging 
begging to breathe
 begging to live
 begging not to cough
 begging to live the way a fire burns

Benzedrine shots a beautiful thing
What you’re feeling is forgottenness
You have  a way, Ripplewave stepping on the bus that makes it look like you’re stepping off one that’s already pulling away
A way of describing things that makes it infinitely interesting, and it doesn’t matter what you’ve said
Twitch, go
The next great American novel won’t come from me
I haven’t had an original thought that didn’t end up being someone else’s
We sit back and we dream about running from our 9 to 5s
We dream and then do nothing
A picture used as a bookmark to remind you who you are