Heavy Fear and Loathing

"Dear landlord,
Please don't put a price on my soul.
My burden is heavy,
My dreams are beyond control."
from-"Dear Landlord", BoB Dylan


Yes I have begged and borrowed to no avail. My friends and relatives either did not, or could not loan me 500 bills to pay my rent tommorrow...so here I sit cringing in this hovel, with too much love and peace in my heart to curse anyone, even myself, yet I FEAR I LOATHE...the existential angst of not enought..of making that sinister phone call to inform a certain person that certain obligations will not be met on time, FAILURE...what do you expect from a poet...maybe I can go into town and fall in love, or find a good movie on tv or surf my life away for a few hours online,to kill the pain...but I will soldier on...I will not conform, i will not get a "JOB" getting a job is wrong for real people...only fake people get jobs...don't be fake...be real...the world needs real people...

Keep the faith Brothers and Sisters

P.O.