self portrait of the artist as an egotistical prick

Who is anyone these days... wtf are you? I know who I am.. same person I have ALWAYS been.

 

D I S T R   C T I O N S

writing t kes on it's most simple form
when it is
free from distr ction
interuption
 nd people gener lly kicking you
in the he d

but sometimes
th t's ex ctly
wh t you need to write  bout

the distr ctions

fuck the writing

 t this point it's not going
to h ppen

-lewis pplequist Sept 20th, 2011

walk away

Hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave..

what is important enough
to you that you
would walk away from
everything you know
and love in an instant
to have, to hold, to be with..

..forever.

a job,
a person,
money,
religion,
death?

there are so few
things in life I
could ever imagine
would cause me to
leave the
comfortable walls I have
built around myself

even fewer now
because now I know
that the things
I dreamt
about
and the reality of the
dream
are nothing alike

we are all so fallible
so imperfect
and cheaply made
and sold

so easily ruined
and spoiled,
like week old fruit..
pungently sweet and
disgusting on the tongue

be very wary of
the dreams you hold,
should you ever come face
to face with them
you may not like
what
you see..

‘Beware what you wish for,
you just might get it’

-Lewis Applequist Summer 2011

forgot

i don’t know
who i am
anymore

please keep
an eye out
for me

should I
not return..
sell everything

-Lewis Applequist

[August 1st, 2011: boring day at work]