I have ferreted it all out and everything I write is poetry.
What am I going to do next?
I could collaborate.
Collaboration is a whole other animal.
I would like to pitch to Cody Tenczer to make a caricatured character portrait of Andrew Jackson.
Tyler Dixon to do one of Theodore Roosevelt and Thomas Jefferson.
Matt Durand of George Washington, JFK.
CT on Sherman.
MD on LBJ.
Is there any sauce?
To have Ben Leuders take a gander at my writing or even these illustrations accompanying my writing for a children’s gig.
To see if anything was marketable.
Is there any sauce?
Is there any sauce to my life?
Maybe these pitches could add some..
Sean Paul.
Don’t forget my towel.
“Everyone has their own journey.”
Not being hip—
Staying classical.
That’s the decision—
Collaborating and going capitalist or staying classified and free.
Johnny Cash.
6/28 - Here we are.
Attempt to find some strain of thought redux.
At some strange respite from jagging off, drinking and having near suicide experiences.
That is quite catching me off guard.
No but for real what in the actual fuck about today?
Folk indoctrination—————————————————
“Choose a mindset and be about it.”
“From the beach, to the strip club.”
“I’ll bet.”
That’s dude..
Like an old iPhone with all the gigabytes used up.
Giggitty, giggitty.
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