hate

+while i was in LA, my nerves rubbed to raw and that cold steel 
that i once clung to so tightly, that frighteningly solid hate, 
it spoke to me with its pain
buried me in it...
+lung fish, i fuckin' hate a lung fish...
poor fish person books church earth cold darkness snake money progress philosophy crazy happy words perception richard missionary winter free will hate damned awakening heaven writing male freedom dance hope ignorance consequence doubt richard products wisdom change new orleans control worry Christmas wisdom spiritual frustration learn depression strange faith optimism darknes judgement pray miracle people anger beautiful hidden truth kitchen pain parents face city confusion dizzy travel attic original death race time mundane america knowledge individual scared