if your all about the destination than take a fucking flight

reminds me of my scummy and rugged roc homies

"got hate for me- cuz they was busy chasin bitches n i was chasin dreams"

letters to e

cover of this but changed.
dreams nightmares and trolls

dirt.

the dirt
is the least dirty thing under this bridge.
Maybe the trash heap
is composting into
graffiti art.

between the highway &
the railroad tracks -
there are souls who wander,
carrying the baggage of distraction beneath their eyes.
with a tearful & sexually stimulating
sadness lingering.
young men becoming tramps ;
waiting for their lady
and disney movie.

living amongst plants
who are also managing to
survive on the fringes
of this "civilization".

being obligated to the seat
of your dirty pants
couldn't possibly be that bad.


[NOLA MAY 2018]

hope lil peeps mom is ok.

hitchhiking is depressing.

figured this one out while hitchin from new orleans to dallas in record breaking heat- pardon the crazy looks-been out there hoppin n thumbin n aint look at a computer screen in a few weeks-a lil off key from time to time but I blame it on pedro tellin me I could have the beers in his fridge n I rarely drink but I was feelin sad and texas enough to guzzle em for a momentary buzz that lead to a deeper whole. but shit I'm proud of myself for figurin this beautiful song out.1