
little big shot….

little big shot….
the devil and the deep blue sea chasing me, wanting the middle. laughing, I declare, I’ll never be found there….in between…..
around here, it’s never what it seems. I like that. never revealing anything, concealing everything. guessing is my favorite game…

always something, draining issues crop up. creating problems, amusing me….thinking, what’s next….who cares?….
hit send, repeat. incomplete. yesterday, far away. tomorrow soon to be….
recklessly rambling on…endlessly having fun….
preconceived notions convicted you long ago. without representation or warning. casually betraying any type of normalcy…
topics of disinterest, forgotten memories of the past…


leafs spent, summer went. autumn’s notice, I’m on my way….
everything up to that point, I must concur. after that you’re quite absurd. natural facts mean nothing to you. crazy love can’t be true….