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Sooo a few months ago a friend in the scene, John Fuentes, asked to do a ‘documentary’ sorta thing about me. He and some camera people followed me around for a while to a bunch of gigs. The link above takes you to the final product (you might have to click on my video from the three previous episodes when you get there)
The interview portions i thought went really well. But the poetry itself is pretty bad, because the one gig my man used poems from is one that me and some fellow intangibles spent the three preceding hours before the show getting shit-housed backstage. not my best stuff. :)
“I’m getting less good at faking it. People in my family are noticing and asking what’s wrong. My friends give me invitations to talk, to cry. I love them for their caring, but I want to run from it. I have lost their language, their facility with words that convey feelings. I am in new territory and feel like a foreigner in theirs. –Martha Manning, Undercurrents: A Life Beneath the Surface”
—(via weirdscaryandusualstuff)
things i learned yesterday
loyalty is something i take very seriously.
im not the incredible judge of character i presumed.
yes that DOES upset me.
everytime a car leaves for brooklyn, get in it.
yogurt almonds are the fucking SHIT
just sayin.
Is it fucked up that I'm probably going to start drinking now?
Yes.
Is it fucked up that my only reaction to this was…
WHY is that fucked up???!!!!
NOPE.Nope not at all. I’m on my first beer already. Happy Tuesday!
by this time of a normal day, boobie and i are already back asleep from drinking too much. youre behind schedule for christs sake.
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i still get the tingling in my feet sometimes
quaking with the memory of how i walked you
to your gravewhen the last breath was pushed out of you
there were no final words
only your hand in the air
finger-painting the outline of my jawwe met in 53
a whirlwind of oppression plunging my…
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