About Being a Man or Straight Acting

he would throw me to the wolves
the same ones that banished him from their pack

it's as though he wishes for adversity to be devoured
by savages and medieval thinkers
by contending with that perpetual unconscious parasitic way of being

he speaks of stereotypes and behaviors
but i live
knowing
in the deepest way what being a man is really about

Drunk on September the 6th

what the fuck!
i must appear jaded
but in actuality
i'm just drunk

it's my current human condition
i am a drunken fool
it's what I am now
silly and loosened up

tonight i'm neurotic
insistently waiting
for what or whom
i don't know

i've kept the door unlocked and the windows open

How?

All the experiences I wish to write can not be written.
I try to lay the words on the page.
The blank canvass becomes a puzzle with too many pieces.

How does this poet expose the alone places,
or those unmentionable places?
How do I scrape away the excess?
How do I express the simplicity of my immediate experience?