She said, to just go ahead and fill out the form but I said that I was just too ambivalent to care.

When the going get tough

I like to let the tough rough it out.

Going to the gym reguarly has taught me

a thing or two about holding in a beer gut.

There are voices always voices

calling out and asking for and giving up.

All the echoes everywhere fill up my head

and earphones I choose only to use

when I feel at home.

The other night I was told a story

by this guy who said that he saw a girl biking one night

and she had no lights and of course

she was busy texting

and when she got hit by a car

well, he just walked away.

This was the first time in a long time that I didn’t

feel the need to ask the Universe why,

about such stupid things happening

or why

this supposedly artistic guy

was just

some pretentious nature loving person

posing

as another

poet asshole.