Lullaby (fragments of)
Leave me alone
Coffee and smoke
I stay at home
Like an old dead oak
I'm not here
I just get laid
I'm just a bear
I'm not afraid
You can hear me
Near the darkest lake
Of your dream tea
It's not a fake
I'm not here
I just get laid
I'm just a bear
I'm not afraid
– In my sketchbooks, bulk words, writing fragments of emptiness
and then, hibernate –
(nothing to do with my brand new book in progress)