no dead cells!

kellen wise is the nicest human on earth.
but he will not bum you a smoke.

reflecting upon this day of walking and talking and leaving and returning to places...

i want you to ask yourself why you are friends with the people you are friends with.

would they strain themselves to pull you out of a lava pit filled with leeches?
would they bash a croc on the head if your leg was stuck in the whirly twirlly clenches of its jaw?
would they fall through the second floor of a burning building just to re-climb whats left of the stairs and wrap you up and jump out the window into a dumpster full of broken glass vodka bottles?

or do they know you well enough to cross their arms and shake their heads and say
"lucky bastard."

im kidding. ive waited my whole life to find out what happens outside the safety of the system. I'm afraid of putting air into tires, but this is the real deal here, its no rubber.
pre-school
kindergarden
elementary school
middle school
high school
college
major

SPLAT.
jackson pollock across the world.
and if then the end-
ill have it no other way.

one big stupid grin.
some dirty hands.
and a stench that will never be forgotten.