I am being constantly reminded
that,
'this is the dawning of the day'
and me
yawning like there's no tomorrow

I hate the radio that
sits
like a cameo
on the backstage of my life

and **** the teardrops too.

Too many flood tides.

I will drown again
in the repetition
of the constant pain
I will
drown again.

I eat Chinese for dinner.

She was the lotus,
a gossamer blossom.

all that's long ago
and before you were born
a thousand fortune cookies
under the bridge.

**** me or cure me,
but
can you be sure of me?
it's something that I
need to know.