HAPPENINGS

have been dragging my

sorry butt from one mistake

to another, without 

learning to leave well

enough alone, and invite

some wisdom into my 

mediocre life.
but that's just life, isn't it?
and you know this, don't you?
must be wonderful being you. 

had a chance meeting with

a hellion from hell; here to

rewire thinking, making red

next go to color code for

substantial sup terrain

isotopes selling dope and

cheap whiskey down below

where no one need go where
happenings feed off misery. 

a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.

proclaim ignorance 

in all things knowledgeable
and fart only when required. 

laying awake, reflecting

what could have been,

what should have been;

now, will never be.

but that's just me being me.

liked it much better

when I was you.

you were so darn cool.

oh, how I envied you,
and still do, you
wonderful you. 

an ill-spent youth

chasing fairy dust

mistaken for reality