The pool filter shit kinda sounds
like the ocean if I close my eyes.
kinda like that fish tank on the
patio

I couldn’t peel the label off
tonight. The beer wasnt cold
enough maybe.

I can here killing inside.
He’s in a different place.
You know, that one with
happy ass rainbows.
The one where life is grand.

Maybe that’s the envy talkin’
Probably a little. We all
want that shit.

Just without so much goddamn
mush is fine. I’ll take a bit.
But condense it for me when
I get served.

I mean I like rainbows
But only on occasion.
Like after a needed rain storm.

So I think the motivation
is hard to come by. Or I think
maybe I actually never had.

We talked about life. I think
I see it. I do the stuff
needed to survive and then
stop.

I use to kick my ass about
shit like that. But I kinda
like it now.

I dont really give a damn about
money. They say its nice and all,
instant satisfaction ya buy.
But it all gets old.

Reaching that place in the head is a post from: Review and Bonus