C’est la Vie

C’est la Vie

dope up on the counter

slide past… i know the high never lasts

don’t mind what the other boys up to

swallow a pill

decompress to take the edge off

vanquish the toxic build up

let the demons disperse

only allowing angelic divinity to subside

here i sit, jus up to nothing really…

almost wishing i had snagged the dope off the counter

i made a beneficial decision

but all these things too bleak

and this cigarette is much too dry

so i hit the vape & sip heavily iced coffee

let that ice me out the same way the dope would

tab on the tongue from memory’s past

if memory had a memory

i guess it may dwell too long

roots deep, plots thicken

caught up around a rose bush

the thorn snagged my skinny wrist

i shave my little scruffy whiskers

stay as clean as possible

keep my appearance gucci & whiskers neat

jus another day in my usual drab grunge fit

baggy long sleeve under a baggier short sleeve

designer jeans with a serene disposition

mildly soothing temperament

not a charge, drug bust or imposition

jus a kid with a pure heart & vulnerabilities

forever seeking to dispel bad energy

wait for the pharmaceuticals to dissolve

if pimps didn’t have to get with hoes

and hoes was really a compliment

then maybe not as much would be expected

and whatever you do wouldn’t carry so much weight on your aching slouched shoulders

the trauma cuts too deep

and i jus hope for a specific cushioned softness

you deserve a cute coziness, comfort & clarity

pleasant kind of numbness

i only ever received via benzodiazepines

relationships could be sweet

like cocoa butter kisses

maybe God made us endure Hell

so we’d have perspective on the matter

appreciate the bittersweetness of life

so we could fully appreciate Heaven

celebrate life + pour one out for the homies

ending was never linear, nor cyclical

not the end, each day a new beginning

bright eyes… first day of my life

i’m wide awake, it’s morning

breakfast of champions

coffee in bed

best friend & girlfriend in the kitchen

cigarettes on the balcony

newspaper still found a way

to the front porch

jus the insta & X feed

snap a pic to the OGs

we never bought into the whole thing too much

cutest girl pours coffee into her Yeti

she’s off to work at her dope little tattoo shop

kitty comes up to cuddle with me

then i snugly hold onto her

as her paw rests on my heart & she purrs

turn on some snowboard film on the TV

a little background aesthetic

the kitten jumps off to the scratchpad

then hops up on the window ledge

i feed water into the drip coffee machine

jus let the medium roast coffee brew

and also foam up some frothy oat milk

i whip up some espresso shots

and drink the cappuccino quick

sip at the drip coffee i add Baileys to

Ça va? Çomme ci comme ca… ça va? ça va…

So it goes.