You don\u2019t memorize. Don\u2019t light up on you sometimes.\nOut of sequence. Nothing you\u2019d want to retrace - not a thing\nlike a Naked Lunch. You\u2019ve got to rehab swallow speech \u2013 it\u2019s the lust\nI\u2019ll tell you what. Stroke the trauma. Your eyes are major skies with a \npathway to gorgeous. Your eyes are major skies with a minor chord inside.\nHarpsichord badass, you have never lost a thing. \nFight. \nTurn your heels into ash. \u201cWhy can\u2019t sorrow be cherished?\u201d I said\nto no one at all. I\u2019d follow it all if I couldn\u2019t\u2026 Would not you? \nDon\u2019t pretend, don\u2019t you dare pretend.\n \u201cDon\u2019t pretend that there\u2019s no method to smoking a cigarette.\u201d\xa0\xa0I thought\nto myself as I watched someone smoke out of a window. Yeah, I\nthink there\u2019s a method to smoking a cigarette. Ask someone. I plan to\nquestion all. Now I\u2019ve only been to the madhouse once or twice maybe a \nfew times and each time I went I interviewed som\n\n--- \n\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support