no haikus ever

I talked with the one that got away

With three dear friends that I never will reconnect with

With my best friend that got away and I never will reconnect with

I talked about comics and music and industry shit

With so many people about art and creating and everything

And it might be too much

I talked to my cat and she was indifferent

Except for when it came to kneading my stomach

And was it time to eat? Yes? Me eat meat now?

I talked to my daughter and she told me that my music was garbage

But she is twelve

She doesn't know, she thinks that garbage is gold and taste is forever

I am so happy that I could talk to all of them

And now I wait for the crash

Shhhhhhk-bom