Suffering on a Thursday or Another One For Jenn

Everything and nothing exist concurrently
Nothing is true at the same time as everything
The middle way is just as true as all the way and no way
It's all nothing and everything
Emptiness and form
Finite and infinite
It is what it is and it is what we make it

I'm so tired sitting at my desk
I get in bed and I can't sleep
Stacy was so right
I could have stayed in New York and got a firmer foundation
Now I'm all the way here
and there is no turning back

Forward Ho said the Goose faced bandit
sliding burnt from an ungreased pan

Oh well, I had a paradise apt. in NYC
and I ran like hell
Now I have a train honking every few hours making sure I never really sleep
and no good delivery and no real heating
and no Donaldo sitting in his wheelchair
outside 245 West 25th street smoking cigarettes and singing about the Kingston Baby

Too many realities all existing at the same time
Everywhere and nowhere
The Madman on parade
Listening for God and studying Buddhism and trying to save the world
Where am I going? Nowhere
Endlessly rushing nowhere
It's all right here.
Everywhere and now.

I'm wide awake
Just as soon as I get in bed

Oh fool

Empty glass of dilapidation.
Wet meat.
A sliver of decay.

I am crab.
Flem shnort
plus rag
flor hound
Glaz drop
yep. that about sums it up.

Eat my taco
Flag heads
Eat shrimp

Can't you see?
Zarathustra mouths
Eyes covered over with throat grass
stump eared and glazy
Tie tongued and easy
Drunk on steam.

Flesh eaters at the greed trough
munching in the weeds
Skinning naked Children on your motorcycles
flame broiled with lazy breath

Oh wrench people
Hot bed wetting video games
Sucking on TV
Jessica Simpson Tits
floating on a spewing vagina coughing lava from the depths of the Earth

Eat my flea house.
It's just me and my dog.

He wears a tuxedo and his name is Kingston.
We live on Jones street next to black people
who are the same race as me,
color of my dog,
born real tan while I get my worthy skin cancers removed and reconcile death.

This ship shrinks every day
and we all same tribe
See the Mezuzah on my blue door frame
We are all to blame.