CALL ft. VICTORIA

I’m on the phone with Victoria from Medical — she’s helping me find a therapist. California’s footing the bill, ‘cause technically, I’m living under the poverty line. Does this sole reason why the whole world is going down the drain need a fucking punctuation? Poets are disconnected, shadow-banned, waving at the DIGITAL ABYSS. Of course, then the humanoid subspecies thrive like lice. The poets must irrigate the channels of communication, influence the artists and the public at the same rate. I am definitely not depressed, but ecstatic at the top of my game. But, I want to see where this will take us.