ah hah!

the pidgeons lie dead in the gutter and
the homeless remain
alone and loveless
on the streets.

the philosopher's are dead and religion is not so far behind.

it's 10:34 PM in 2008 and
I can't find a 24-hour drive-thru liquor store.

there are an equal number of writers and
first-daters in starbucks
than there are all the ibooks in the world.

be patient,
be patient like the tiger and let it create you

go into the bookstore,
open a book
and gently set it down

call yourself an artist or a writer and
you're really going to fuck it up for yourself

I am respectful,
I am respectful of all the flowers and the tree's and the woman
in the world.
I respect the old men watching them, and
in their case as in mine they needn't find it necessary
to look any further.

It is now 10:53 and tomorrow I'll be in the jazz club

yup

a real fucking intellectual...