Our Next Performer

The drunker I get,
the more I forget
the best thing around
is the feel of the ground.

It’s cool on my face.

I enjoy it,
lying next to the base of a toilet.

It separates thighs,
the look in my eyes.
That dirty good deed,
a shot and some weed.

Then from below,
in the things that I know,
I summon it up,
when it’s time for the show.

Because here’s the kicker.
While I turn into mush,
my mind gets slicker.

I know I’m wrong in the way I think,
but I stand when I’m strong,
and I’m strong when I drink.

—  Mat Freeman  (Sometime around 2002)

Literally every bit of this is bullshit.
Felt cool at the time, though. Especially on my face.