Monday

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.