In which Jeffrey, our hero, goes on far longer than people usually let them , continue past the point where cognitive brains cease functioning for a ways, then sits down and make jokes about your mom. Really, if anybody has made it this far you should probably just read the poem and move on

It is 6:55 in the morning, I am fucking hammered, and all's right in my world.

I've been on a writing tear since October. I've been writing all kinds of ridiculous nonsense. I am trying to remember if I wrote one about how Kurt Cobain had sexual fantasies labout Kurt Vonnegut bcuZ he had a grandfather fetish. 

 Or maybe the world doesn't actually really need that. Or it doesn't deserve it. Whatever

Christ, I am really unhinged right now. Actually, that gets us back to this poem. for a while I've been using heavy amounts of intoxicating substances consistently and around the clock.the longest I'll go without consuming something is maybe two or three hours when is about as long as I ever pass out. I've been at this for months.

I'm not proud. Or maybe I am. I don't know. What I can't tell you is that very likely I will have to come down eventually. I spend entirely too much time thinking about this, I wish I could stop.

.

I hope I've learned my lesson about fucking around with sobriety. It's one of the biggest red flags someone can have. It declares incontrovertibly and very loudly that a person is very much Not Fucking Ok.

Now then. Enough of my bullshit. here's a dumb poem I think it's about drugs or something related. Almost all of them are these days. I should do another post about that soon.

Too many typos? fuck it. Embrace entropy. You are almost certainly a shambling wreck of a human being who is desperately trying to appear like they have their shit together but it's s not working and you look miserable trying to do that. 

You should still know your limits ,kids.

don't get high because you love life

 love life bcuz you get high 

“I hope someone is laughing” 

(ha)

darling, i don't like saying this 

but, probably, i should have taken less 

angels are comeing in my brain right now

but i'll be there before morning 

after a person gets high for the first time

it takes time to understand

then more to accept 

they may have invited some real bad shit in

most people who notice a rapist in the dark 

will think twice

before spreading their legs in the same place again 

not us tho 

my friends and i 

we will double down on our bullshit 

we treat the poison 

and the cure 

as the same thing 

mix it into vodka, drink deep

when we drank from the well 

we saw god 

so mnext we tried to fuck the well

it made sense at the time

and, of course, the well fucked us 

right back, and worse

there's a moral here, kids 

if you come to, and 

you're naked

in downtown portland 

with a police dog's dick in your ass

you should not be too surprised 

(no ha)

when I'm taking a lot 

i try to anticipate the problems 

i will very soon create for myself 

I own my own shit 

i throw jokes around 

until I can't distinguish what's sarcasm 

what's serious 

why everyone seems on edge and irritated 

a day will come

my jokes will no longer make me smile 

there will be nothing left 

but consequences 

i will embrace them

I hope then i will finally be able to forgive myself 

when finally i fall

all the way down 

for the very last time 

i hope that at least 

someone is laughing 

but if someone is still laughing 

it certainly ain't me