i want to want something bad enough for it to matter. i want to sell my ass for cigarettes but it’s too easy to quit. i want to will my will to science but it’s too easy to sell my ass for cigarettes. i want to take two & call you in time but the distances always close in by then. do *not* attempt to ask me what i mean i have had a little too much too late & cannot complete
the scale in the women’s bathroom is set to four pounds under zero. it tells me i weigh one hundred fifty pounds (fully dressed heavy shoes included) (the fact i felt i needed to tell you that last bit should tell you something). the scale in the men’s bathroom is set to zero tells me i weigh one hundred forty pounds. i suspect this might (at least metaphorically) explain almost everything not covered in the manual.
i have what has to be done
& isn’t yet
& that’s all i have
what i want doesn’t matter