Dec 11th to 12th

Marion hospital

Like a rag doll

keep singing to singing to keep singing

Tiny bombs

Southern comfort  

Weeping on mountain shoulders 

Everything is a wave 

Woolen plaid and thick lining

understanding

Branch arms 

Wrap around and unravel 

Chronicle of peterbilt failures 

Emblematic sheet dent armor 

Jimmy dean “shine on”

Jimmy dean was an eclipse to his brother 

“Who?” 

“Jimmy dean”

I am looking for you 

Up- around, back there 

Curled hair as a continuous response 

To slash piles, rising smoke 

Two freckles on the left 

A dim red star rising— blip

All the important cables are playing coy 

Today

A Winter wire

From Island music at night 

Endless drunkenness 

Sheer ignorance 

Those who booze by the water 

In their personal storage distilleries 

One Straight line 

In the sand 

Beach umbrellas turned down

But not in mourning 

In traces 

There are your words 

That seem so scant 

I do, remember 

6:37 PM

I should 

7:58 PM 

Start

10:27 PM

Carolina cold and arresting 

The nudist freak idiot gentrifier 

Dreamt of getting hit by a car at 90 

At 22 

His whole life is a bitch 

In the sense a basehead 

Leaving the red line 

Ascending

Full-throatedly says 

“Ain’t that a bitch” 

12:24 AM Dec 12th 

Like normal like fuck man

1:45 AM 

“It’s not the first time i attacked a full shake”