I´d like to write an essay on something I feel strongly about; which is conservation of energy, in all forms.

sober.
as sober as I ever was.
I must have came home in a state
last night.
by the end of the conversation,
I had forgotten the start.
there´s some gorki downstairs.
I can´t drink that shit.
I fret far too much.
I would be better off
with apathy
and that way
I could be sincere

reading bukowski
what little I can find
I´m starting to think,
maybe he´s not so bad
just a sook

ring ring.
that´s the telephone.
it´s an old friend
I haven´t seen in years
talk about
why she´s gone,
and not coming back
maybe I´d beg
or book a plane
and say hello.
ring ring.
I let it
keep going

the clouds hang low
attract a glow
putrid sodium
rainbow vomit
reminds me of
my favourite scarf

last time
I shaved
I dug deep
but missed by
five centimetres
what
sort of luck
do you call that?