I was going to shave my moustache like Hitler
then I found a pair of Lennon glasses
wondering the significance
of politics and entertainment
went to the book store today
there some recent Bukowski
but the book cost 17 dollars
poor dead bastard
looked at the new writer’s market book
they cut the screenwriters
I know I’ve been talking to these fuckers forever
most execs just dismiss you to the underground
I’ll delude myself that I make a difference
praying to God to make it stop
but I fight for my sanity
but things could be worse
I could be in the asylum
or cracked out on Fort street
as it is going to dinner
with my roommates sober
other than a little THC
to make things spooky
might bring the video camera
to catch the falling snow-
