I don’t have many demands
of normal standards.
Philosophy, eulogy; conspiring,
almost scared myself to death
feels like my hair is burning
bum it’s sounds in my mind

creative drinks , Allan’s mind
each other ourselfes together apart.

bit of a saint
high class, nut case
low class, fuck face

to smoke or not to smoke
to drink or not drink
to live or not to die

Pocahontas what did she do?
Popey what did he smoke?
and how many people did Cleopatra…?

V~