Assorted Words - Spring 2024

What I Know I know it’s not possible to lift my leg  from my hamstrings, and how difficult disdain  is to swallow.  I know my eyes will lie,  and that knockout power comes from my feet.  I know flat turnout is a lower leg illusion.  I know the best things happen by accident.  I know the language of angels — biblically accurate.  I know that Tarot’s not real.  I’ve disappointed myself and I will  disappoint myself.  It's taken decades.  I know we don’t really know anything at all.

Two Zero One Seven I know the language of angels (biblically accurate) comes with a cost. Did I deserve this shitstorm?  I must’ve deserved this shitstorm.  I know fear takes many forms  and that sometimes, the only way to survive  is to detach. Was I asking for it?  I must’ve asked for it.  I know the power of self-delusion, and just  how cruel a man can be. I know that  bad things really do happen to good people, I’ve learned that bad and good  are metrics we’ve made up to make sense  of nonsense.  I know that nothing  you say to me will ever change my mind.  But I’ll stay alive, just out of spite.