what i want

people and things
that are beautifully discordant
pretty disturbing undertones and flaws
like later romantic period
of every dirty sentence john fante might have written
perfume like starfire lillies and pining basil
a good time in the sack
an admittance of the ambiguous nature of truth
conversation that gets to the funk like old iron rusted authors
really saying real things
like the idea that both good and bad
truth and lies
love and hate
real and artificial
all dwell within everyone and everything
in shades of tolstoy gray

a jesus
that is sweaty and real and laughs a lot
speaks in words that inflame constantinian christians
who wish caesar were christ
sings of love like pink punk beatles
strums a guitar like long haired willie
scrawls true manifesto
and accepts you for who you are.


echo chambers