Only Good Words

Only Good Words

Dan Smith told me outside of a pub in Spokane, Washington that he only writes good words. I thought that was a bit cocky but maybe that should be our goal. Each word is like a newborn chick, fragile, important and real. We are all playing pretend until we spit out a secret that knocks down the drapes. There you are hobbling up the stairs with a mole on your ass. Eating up the desires of my heart with a trash can bath of Epson Salts and Pepto Bismol, It enters my blood stream through the pores. Rotting teeth live in the land of love, of admiration, and worship. That baggage can be heavy, in the pit of your soul like a tuna fish sandwich that cuts the lining of your stomach. Don’t just sit there pass the chips with the all dressed flavour. Violence is all around us and so is apathy. And I know what guilt is. But the malaise, the easy, that leads to a pillow death. A soft landing with dopamine hits and pizza. Spread out your joy like manure. It’s powerful shit. It’s good for the soil around you. Our breathing lungs are filling and our dreams are flowing like the rivers of history, with faces and hallucinations pointing to eternity. Back and forward. You’re there and we haven’t even met yet. I want the skin-to-skin history lesson on you and I want your eyes to douse my dreams like a river erodes the base of a ravine. I’m waiting for your hands in mine. We don’t need to speak. We can just communicate with our eyes, ears and throat. Airplanes with rubber tires and air-conditioning are needed to get back to each other. Sit on the corner of the Couch by yourself. Have good posture. Weep like A little girl. Just scratch your scab. Eat Cheeze Whiz On celery and love no one because you can’t afford to lose a love that wasn’t reciprocated or god forbid, one that was real. Oh a cocoon! One made With bedsheets and peanut butter and jelly. As far as the east is from the west. Is that actually very far? You’d rather be sitting on the floor of the shower naked and alone. May I sit on the other side of the shower and just be there with you?