cullinary school of art

i am smoking pot
and my life burns up
in all these emotions
i so want you to read
my life through this
although i have not wrote
in the past two months
but blow jobs happened
with people i liked
and making out happend
when i was high
there was a few points
of intoxication
in there too of which
i passd out
on the toilet but
i will get over that intersting asspect of my life.
but the way i work
is i go from one person
to the other
but i do not know what to do.



umbrellas are built
to fill up oranges
with this juice
made in japan
that you never heard of
and yet it is all so intriguing
to you that the unknown frontier
is uncharted and untouched
like a virgins body
you can not wait to claim it
and touch it
with you mouth
your tounge
your hands
with everything
you want it
and i have no real resist
of not letting you just have it
a few more days
and you will cross these mountains
and you will get
the land for good
full of ideas
and only one person.
it is a giant coloring book
ready to be colored
and i am ready to feel full.