Lust has killed me,
it killed me, way back when
I was a teen, and i was killed
Since then its mostly been
the absorption of information
Write, write – yeah yeah
Gonna be late for pizza today
Part of me wants to be fired.
with the regular rote it will never happen
I’m too nice(?)
Thinking abt Andy;
how did you do that, Andy?
You changed the game. the world was yours. you received a bullet to the trunk and lived – and you lived. how did you do that, Andy? wear shades behind your shades;
even Krishna and all his clan fell beneath their own weight
Dead by one’s own doing, sans machination, yet by the path of beauty
Ken, when you see Andy, please ask him for me how he did that thing, then come relay what he says in my dreams