Insight (Love In Lenoir)
A Re-Imagined Ramones Masterpiece, Reshaped As Poetry
I don’t ever sleep anymore.
Can’t stay awake—
but fell asleep on the floor.
What’s a brain for?
I’m over forty
and still poor.
Just one more time
I want to feel
something more.
Tonight.
Tonight.
Tonight.
But—
Tonight.
Suicide.
Thoughts grew tight.
Some used to love me—
now they rightfully hate me.
Some used to love me—
now they just tolerate me.
So pedestrian
to always have
and always will hate me.
Some masturbate
when they finally break me.
Choose right.
You might
get to tonight.
Such
cute spite.
We do like
when hate feels too right.
Wait for me to OD.
Don’t off yourself yet.
Never knew beauty
like wanting to be dead.
Thank God those days are over—
and you’re not in my bed.
I remember getting
so much speed from Walgreens.
I remember pulling off your clothes,
you clawing my jeans.
Remember losing myself
if having you’s what that means.
I remember—
…but now
it’s just all bad dreams.
Last night.
Tonight.
They’re all right.
Tonight.
No you in sight.
No you
Insight.
Insight.
Insight.
Insight.
GOODBYE!
Wait—
Wait!
Goodbye.