For Dino

I was sitting in my living room with two good friends. I got a phone call. I had been told that a friend of mine and ex-coworker had shot himself. I didn't say anything I just wrote this poem and then walked out onto the balcony. Shortly after my two frie

What's that sound?

 

I was breath and hate

Ridin' the train in

White lady ushers all aboard

 

What's that smell?

 

I was lone star

Void is my vacancy

A dull thud in the dark

 

What's that calling?

 

Not I said the hatter

Your popcorn games hold no sway

I escape your treadmill sanities

 

Whose that man?

 

Smiles and whiles come this way

I'll beat em to it!

Tholse smiles he won't take

 

 

No dodge,

No hussle,

No rhyme, no reason

That day I pulled the trigger,

for all those neat reasons