you can drown in 6 inches of water.

-pike street, Saturday, 130am.
-the 130am queue at Big Mario's pizza.
-from the forbidden edge of the roof. my alley. everything weirdly aligned and peaceful.
-I haven't hacked it off yet, but this is what it'd look like. the missus.
-72 degrees, very late September.
-Mercer St.

"when I got to my apartment it was
early morning
close to
5 am
I stripped down to my shorts and
opened the pint of scotch
took the first hit straight
out of the bottle, a generous
and magic hit.

then I had a drink to Fletcher and
then I had a drink to the
bitch
that bitch with the bad mouth and
the bad ass
and then I drank to the old man,
this old man,
who'd finally found out
how to be
kind to
himself."
-Bukowski