Spring Again

And I need to write about long nights, late nights

like tonight

my general drifting

and my general design.

Want to write so badly and this fat red felt tip doesn’t seem to service me well. It only writes in 18 pt. type.

Actually, halfway down the pages I enjoy writing in giant letters.

So, here we are. I am really drunk and stoned, as I (we) always am (are).

Bobby seems to be gone. IN love with Truitt, new copywriter at work. Need to love– need to be in love. Great hands that could work my body over.