i was going to write a poem but then I thought of Michael
and decided to cut myself with a part of the soda pop can
in the bathroom
it was ok I like how it cuts, shit like this
makes me feel better… I used to feel like this a long time ago
now I feel nothing really nothing at all

this dude who I met once has this friend named Benny who kissed me twice
Benny was really cute he just stood out in front of the bar yelling at the wall
so when he was done yelling
I came up and kissed him and he asked me how I was doing
“Dude, kiss me all you want but I am not and never will be a fucking WALL.”