?

what kind of
fight are
you looking for

are you still
fighting

what exactly
are you fighting

are you
still angry

fighting, is that the
right word

are you
struggling

struggling for an
answer

to make
sense
of
this mess

of life
of the world

of what to
do with yourself

or do you just
wanna go
an’ punch
a motherfucker
in the face

deserving

what do you have
left to say

drunk
two or three
chapters
spill out

any value

perhaps drink
opens
some door

your pent up self
pent up culture

black/blue/just blue

the euphoria
of
being in love
is just like
any other drug

to fuck
or be fucked

the dark side of that moon
kicks
you in the throat
and nights
are the
hardest

you’re like
what is
life about
is life
even worth it

a rotation
of days
and nights
and fist fights
physical
or otherwise
drink this
smoke that
pet the cat
pet the other cat
behave
yourself
neatly
in this room
and that room
wonder what things
would be like
in a different society
if we’d behave drunk
even out from under
the influence

days and nights
the keys
the doors