It's dusty white in here
and it's always about 
location
location
location
and I have located my inspiration
although it is considerably troublesome
here
we
are. 
And you call and I try to formulate 
a simple idea 
to talk about but once again
nothing. 
I have nothing to offer you. 
I have nothing good to offer you.
I bite the inside of my lips these days
and this morning
even with the residual booze in my bloodstream 
I can produce things and thoughts and love
because it's all about location.  
Kind of.
 
 
