oh man.
I need a man who likes his fucking rum and cokes.
I need someone who is willing to get fucking wasted with me.
like, I need/want-to-take-a-cab-bc-i'm-fuckin-drunk wasted.
I want to lose myself in somebody
forget about counting drinks
forget about worrying
if I smell
okay
which I do anyways,
for my own fucking sake
or if I
am doing the right thing
I want a love that will make me
write essays
instead of trival fucking poems.
A love where
I can go to a place
like the Barbary
like tonight
and say that I don't want any of those guys
boys
men
males
because I have (YOU)
and what else do I need
besides
(YOU)?!?!?!

the day shall come
but
the day has not
arrived
so what the fuck am I
supposed to do
until


then!?
(POEMS ARE CONSUMING ME)