I was going to write to you
about the nightmares you inspired
but amidst distraction
I scrawled: 2/27
and I decided to follow that path instead.
I do that now.
I observe seemingly random behavior
and allow it to take me
somewhere unplanned
until I reach the end.
“This is not the end.”
A bumper sticker
on trashy artsy wall and:
“EAT MY PUSSY SO I KNOW IT’S REAL”
which strikes me as poetic
and insightful, rather than profane…
sad and beautiful
until Madonna’s Sex Book Mix
of Erotica starts playing
and I dance myself to distraction.
Written by Jason Wright
July 2, 2018