we know nothing of forever.
we know nothing.

the best part is: we look for forever in each other -
and each other changes - each other transforms - we get old
we get fat and we forget what love was.

we gorge on new drugs.
we sample the future - the comforts - we kiss quickly. we fuck
quicker. try to get out.

we've made an investment - hard to get out.

given information, i'm not scared -
not scared of the end even though it is, in fact, the end.
there were times, when traveling, when i thought of the end.
the end, yeah, and cops, and not having a girl to take me home -
back home, right? mark twain and all that.

i mean, think about it - never had a thought in my head - not
before i had a thought in my head. and now the thought is,
"will i stay relevant? will people love me? will cool people love me?"

causes me to panic.

i had this fantasy about
living in a college town
a college mountain town
and drinking coffee all day
and fucking pussy all night
and drinking too.

i had it not too long ago.
couldn't quit my job.
got a girl. couldn't quit my girl.
quit my girl. couldn't quit my job.
got another girl. quit my job. couldn't quit my girl. got another job.

i'm not really a writer, and not very good.
coffee-maker coffee isn't really coffee
but i drink it.

that's because
in order to survive
WELL...
you get it. don't you?
you know the issues. you've read the reports. you've seen HARDBALL with Chris Matthews.

I almost wrote CHRIST Matthews. If I had, I still would have been right.