Thursday, September 1, 2011

Albany

If I close my eyes I can smell your detergent.
I can't ever find that brand.
My laundry never smells as good.

What the fuck is honesty
Seriously though
Who knows me?

Happiness is being terrified?
Big leaps, I suppose
That’s why they invented hanging roller coasters, I suppose

I would like to work at a gas station
And sip tea
And disappear completely.

I am the prison warden.
The inmates don’t run the asylum anymore.
There is a certain sadness to that.