Obscure is a word, easy, cool
understood. I mean, it is too easy
and too understood. I could say love
but brother no one knows what that is
or means, but easy it is to say;
easy it is to become a slave to
LOVE!
obscure, no that is too easy, my friends,
and then again, easy is so easy that it becomes
a great labor of wits – to be ever easier in
being easy, isn’t it?
Think Hemingway, think Kerouac, how
easy their words were to the average eyes
and yet, how rough and low they lived their lives,
always dead to liquor or something quicker than
their pens.