fuck you and goodbye

 

DEAD MAN, I HAVE SEEN YOUR FUTURE

 

if not the truth, then at least a lie worth believing

 

lost in the forest of blind prophets

 

                               http://www.packingtownreview.com/issues/22/sweet/lost.html

wanted to be lost, but it was too late for that

 

                   Lothlorien Poetry Journal: Five Poems by John Sweet

patience in and of itself and then despair

 

Everybody tries to tell you you're dead