Sweetness, sweetness

I thought I understood
just what we stood for.

I thought I got it.
Maybe misled;
maybe not.

Nevertheless,
I'm in the right place.

I was only joking.

de-clutter and pacify

Thoughts abound

obstacles resound

ugly Waits as background

that's what it sounds like.

Magic

The Antlers cover Pink Floyd

Tryna get some StarBUCKS

If I was forced to get inspired, this is what I would write. I would write about my surroundings, which are currently quite noteworthy. I am sitting at the Starbucks by Union Square, looking out the window facing the payphones on 17^th. For what seemed like the past half hour, these payphones were being loitered by a bald crazy man. The bald crazy man was wearing a Jagermeister t-shirt with the words “holy sh*t” proudly written across the back. At one point, the bald crazy man approached the window and I immediately thought he was going to panhandle me. My thought was that the glass wasn’t enough of an obstacle to prevent this man from attempting to get some cash from me. Though actually taking it from my hand should have been a slight hassle, considering I have yet to develop an ability to surpass glass. Ah, it’s only a matter of time.