my mother. my brothers.

i just came back from visiting.

my mother. my brothers.

my mother thinks i am on the computer too much.

one brother told me if i ever get in trouble. he has the perfect lawyer.

this scared me.

another brother told me. hi bill.

that scared me more.

one brother knows every word james morrison ever uttered. another brother knows every hotel in every city where gambling is practiced and english is spoken.

my mother said i should stop talking to american poets because they can get me in trouble.

my brother said. slovakian poets. or australian poets are okay.

i said what about slovakian critics.

they said yeah them too.

my mother said i should try to be friends with my cousins again. especially the ones who is worth more than 100 million dollars

and the other three who are worth more than 10 million dollars.

i honestly find them nice people but don't think we have that much in common. they are all having plastic surgery and stuff like that now. money keeps you busy.

i don't have that much in common with people who have a lot of money. i like thrift stores. and silence. and music. and sleeping.

which russian poet was it whose mother said when she died "i shall miss only music and the sun." i want to say somthing great like that when i die.

something that says fuck you to all the people i was accidentally born with.

she was really saying fuck you. that old russian lady. boo-ya!

and her son was one of the most famous poets in russia.

she said "music" and "the sun." she was quite specific.

except i won't miss the sun. i believe in dark curtains.

but i appreciate the rhetorical power of the statement. i see where the poet got it from. his drama queen nature.

i am a momm's boy though. che elias is right. but talking once a day is enough. if i don't talk once a day she calls the police. once the police showed up at my front door laughing and i was naked.

my brothers live with my mother. they are older than i am.

my brothers used to drink together. but the police said they're not allowed to anymore. because many of those nights ended with my brothers trying to kill each other on the front lawn while the polic watched.

they haven't had a good deathmatch in a while.

they used to have women and children.

but they realize it is a good idea to have several states between them and my brothers.

some of the kids went into the marines.

i think i understand that.

marines are nice people.

in my experince.

if you are a non-american poet or a slovakian critic i want to be your friend.

my mother said it's okay.