you've got to keep writing.
just keep keeping on,
you've got all the words in your head still.
you've still got words,
so keep writing.

a little bit at a time
its coming so slow it kills me
anticipation is deadly
i'm wondering about the world war,
I'm wondering about love and all that jazz
i've been thinking about tea
and its lovely holiness
i'm not religous, i just like being high sometimes

listening to zappa in my living room
with a family i haven't seen in ten years.
and i'm tired of it
i want some time to be alone
i'm never alone
i need some time to think dammit
its been a full three months since i had any time to think

and its so quiet here at night. i always sleep
and i always wake up tired