'ello'

and if none of you ever read this
i wouldn't mind
doing this,
not for the pat on the back,
or recognition,
or approval,
or money
ha... writing for money
thats a laugh
the reasons are like any other
like any of your reasons
or hers
or his
some people get dressed up and go dancing
others become "hip" and smug,
brushing off the problems of the world
and pushing theirs to the top of the list
i think about women passing before me
the ones that have passed and gone
the ones i have around me now
and the ones who will come into view
and allow me to draw a conclusion
a final synopsis to all of this
then-
i grab some drinks
and write about how much
i dislike these people i don't personally know
these people who i judge from far away
i'm a fucking observer
an ant on the testicle of the elephant
and i've yet to ever intentionally hurt someone who didn't
have it coming to them
but hey,
thats what i do
and if you're not "excited" or "interested" in what i'm doing here
if you're not moved or feeling randy....
good..
go away.
go on... scram
fucking leave
there's no legacy here
no tangent
no security
just a guy sitting around in his underwear
mumbling to himself
and that may look sad to you
but shit...
i feel great.