at work:

work is a routine. i find comfort in routine. as long as i'm gaining something from it. i want to run, though. i always say that, though. what's not to like? good job, nice girl, rock n roll band. i'm eighteen. is this my life? if this is it, i'm gonna slit my writsts when you do.



poema:



besos

que me tocan

como los rayos

del sol

todas esas mujeres

esos cigarros

y este alcol