ball & CHAINS

Giving up on love starts with

giving up on yourself.

Giving up on mom & dad & me & my

& the teachers & the bosses &

husbands wives children… giving up

a person makes sense sometimes,

all the time…

all the fetters…

dope

is

far more consistent.

But even so, the easy road lead not always

towards

truth… country clubs & their dues’

bitching chocalate-cover’d kids,

they kiss you alright… probably better than alright,

but

I wouldnt know a goddamn, refusing

the only damn God I had

to start it all

off the boards

with… despite what mother might say.

But still, you come back… you think about it?

What could we ever do without the

conflict?

Buddha & Christ & Whitman had it easy.

What mommy wanted…

Who we are.

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