i call myself on my own bullshit,
how I can not?
I am not wise, I have no advice to give
I could say somethings if i wanted to,
but chances are none of the shit would pertain
to you or your life
and you would just not understand the consouling of
a fool
I should get in touch with people more
ring a phone and ask, “how are you.”
and i don’t do this because i don’t care
I do this simply because I forget
My mind moves quickly somewhere
my thoughts shoot in a thousand different
directions, like the forlorn sperm
from some distant galaxy
