#159

adios cigarillos i shall miss you as i lock down into business mode and clean up my everything and grease my parts so i can run clean and energized into a brave new future with nothing but my clean new energy to drive me to glory in clean and handsome style into a house on bad boy row on mulholland drive with a view of the flats where i can see my struggle from above and where i can play my music as loud as i want without disturbing anybody but the birds who fly in clean patterns to remind me of the freedom i have earned and who perch proudly on wires to remind me of the fear i left behind and i will write greater and grander and messier things to fuck up my clean new world and to remind the humans that every life is a wretched and beautiful terror and my friends will be plentiful and free as we sit in the sun and fight our demise with smiles and celebrate our wrinkles and dig deeper into the mire of our wretched and beautifully terrible lives and we talk about the times before bad boy row when we saw no hope and we will reminisce without nostalgia but remember fondly the times when we smoked cigarettes and our royal dreams were just fantasies