
"After the show I stand on the road and think. Think about what to do next. I think I think I'm a cunt. I think about all the things i want to say about this night and about how brilliant it was. How brilliant I am. I think i want to seriously fuck every person who reads this and then I want to lay beside you in bed and explain my life story to you. And cry and you can say, don't be silly Ben, it's okay, you're so lucky and beautiful and things are great; and I will pretend they are not like a drama queen. I will blame my failures on anxiety and everyone else. Everyone is just jealous I will say and then we can fuck again. We can have group sex with our issues. Our problems. I don't know where this is going. I'm sorry."
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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