DRUNKEN BOATS SINK IN ECUMENICAL SWIRLS OF INEBRIATION - excerpt

taken from a collection I was working on in 2007 where I'd get drunk/high and stream of consciousness this mother. I might start this up again and finish it. Just gotta wait for my wine to clear.

Smoke weed, drink rum and cokes, paint, write, f**k, listen to the blues, play an instrument, wriggle, burp, and fart…peel yourselves from these omnipresent gentle hues of entrancement like a spent condom and whip yourselves against the pristine white walls of your existence like boiled spaghetti…do you know why the world wants to get younger? Because someone wants you to stay naïve…wake up, the sky is falling…some people say if it weren’t for bad luck I wouldn’t have no luck at all…we are all archiving our lives like machinery…for what greater purpose? You know whiskey and women, that’s all of what I crave…the smiling and the sincere always have something up their sleeve…I know because I am a sociopath when it comes to wanting to deal with the public, but as I sit here and breath I know that the familial of the blood courses deep and dark…our blood runs hungry and scared…our blood drips fiery rage…our blood will not let itself be devoured because it is aware of its death…so all you purists out there, no matter the faith, know that in your own heart courses the blood of all that inhabits this planet…at least…we all are evil mother fuckers inside…the devil resides in all men…take away the yoke and the reign and what lives in place of your soul?

Author's Note

written in the style of Celine with all the dots...

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

It does feel good to strip it all away, the expectations set by society/religion. To feel uninhibited...
I'm reading in random order I think. But I'm guessing that's ok. Powerful finish but I did like that line about the spent condom.

[JC]

You can read em up down and all around, just collection of drunken rambles, even each work is rambled and stream of consciousnesses stuff, was just a way to get it down without restriction of set story, occasionally I'd write in whatever was being sung on the record player...whiskey women all I crave in example, I think that was John lee hooker...regardless, I truly appreciate you even perusing these old rags. I absolutely agree with you, unchained from expectation and free is life...when I was younger I had this way of living I called zero identity, no logo clothing, no attachment to a particular subculture, music, etc...gave myself permission to like and indulge in whatever I wanted, is kind of lonely tho, never being a part of nything even when participating and learning...

[Matching Socks]

Yeah, music is a great source of inspiration. I don't mind wearing labels that I know are quality but I don't outright display them. Some you can't help I guess, like my Roots sweats and stuff like that...

[Lyn Anderson]

The end is fantastic, and the pieces, though they are written 1,2,3 -- do not have to be read in order but work well in random order