welp,

that was some bullshit,

actually maybe it wasn't.

i don't think it was, but for the time being i'd like to call it that.

and maybe a little later i look back and tell myself that without bullshit we wouldn't have the colorful flowers and the green grass.

after all, they do use manure for planting things right?

i get it now.

i'm finally coming to terms with understanding that you can't always get what ya want.

as much as i attempt to drown it out

it's buoyancy is in a rage to surface the question of truth

i forgot why i was drowning it in the first place

luggage

i'd say that i'd like to have my luggage back,

i've been waiting for two familiar bags.

my ride is here, and we've been waiting at this baggage claim for some time now.

who needs luggage?

i laughed at myself when i thought back to when i believed i needed it.

who needs luggage

i am a sunken ship resting in a field of jasmines.

sometimes I feel alone. Some days are long and hard. But when I look out into the world, I am struck by the impossible beauty of it all. Those billions of magnificent accidents that led us to where we are today, that led us to the paper planes and nautilus shells and the tiny, crooked smiles of children,

When I think about all the small perfections of the world, I have faith that my time will come.

I have faith that someday, a warm light will flood over me and I will find peace.

- All my friends are dead.

take what you can

I'm not your umbrella in san diego that you only think about when it's hardly raining,

i'm not your pair of gloves that you keep to the side,

i'm not yoke that you discard because you only like the whites

i'm not the forgotten rat trap you set last month

i'm not the ten foot elephant you killed only for my two 3 foot tusks.

i'm surely not a beggar,

i'm surely not the tab that you tear off of your soda can,

i'm surely not a human being that doesn't mind.

take what you can.

i wrote a note.