Sometimes you just

feel it in your soul, you know?
I'm not making a fucking fashion statement,
I'm just making my soul happy.
Kill me if that's not right.


Nobody publishes books anymore,
everyone's got these blog things.
But what if I did it?

I could publish a book and
pretend it's the very first one.
Feel like I've rediscovered the printing press,
and everyone would abandon internet screens
and fall in love with me.
The only three things on Earth for certain
would be taxes, Death, and my books.

hah.
it's like pipe dreams only worse.