I'd be angry.
This city…

“Fuck you, don’t fuck with me, ‘cause I don’t give a fuck.”

- Savannah Native, 2013

I probably

use this thing all wrong.

Though

my hotel looks like Tommy Bahama threw up the decor,

it’s quiet

and it’s mine

at least for the night.

Kids today

are as crap as they were when I was a kid.

The whole room

smells like me.

In a good way, you know.

Ye.

Ye.

You know how it is.

I itch in places.

The other day

some kid came up to me with a clipboard and asked who I was voting for.

I said no.

And I meant it.

I once

got drunk all weekend for a month.

Tonight

seems like as good a night as any to sit home and scratch myself.