up, up and boom

i’m out of dark stouts

the car splashed all over clothes

they stole my bike

they stole my painting with

two purple eyes

bugs climb on the windows

my will’s broken

my string wouldn’t play the

damn riff

but the stock market went

up today.

be

wishing away a
secluded life
of being useful to people
to whom
it is easy to do good,
i kept walking
on the paved roads
of selfish

wishing of work
which one hopes
may be of some use,
i kept moving
my fingers
trying hard to open
the empty drawers
of greed

wishing in the
moment
for the perfect
moment,
i kept denying
why
everything exits
why
everything is

but then
i stopped
ceased my work
and looked
around

wishing to be
happy
i found,
if you want to
be happy,

be.