thoughts to spend
I have a long road
who will take it up with me?
who will help me remember
my own name?
I might wander
I will get lost
but with any luck
I won’t wither too much
you see, we get strong,
but in a different way
as we wrinkle, as we age…
I hope to capture
a little bit of that fervor
a little bit of that fucking
earnestness…
ugly is as ugly does
and sexy is less a look
than it is a disposition
oooh — of fair and foul,
I can rarely tell the difference…
you must not be superficial
if you hope to get anywhere
in life — you must pay attention
to everything, inside and out
if you want to reach your destination
you may have to choose
between temptations, between vices
you may have to act prettier
than you appear…
because horror stories never end
— adventure stories sometimes do…
pass the tale along to the next person
let them write the final chapter
I know nobody like you
for a real good conversation
so, sit down with me
because I have many thoughts saved
and I’d like to spend them all on you