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Two poems, by Jordan Castro

Like.

i was outside drinking
coffee and i heard a
girl talking loudly,
on the phone

she was talking
like,

"he like, asked her like,
if she like, liked him,
and she said, like,
yeah.

[pause]

i like, don't think so!

[pause, longer than the first]

like, whatever. he
can like, just go fuck himself."

she put her phone
into her pocket,
(the phone was
sticking out because her
pockets were so small)

and I asked her,
"Why do you say 'like'
so much? it makes
you sound stupid,
i think."

she said (with 'likes' interspersed)
that she doesn't know
what is actual and
doesn't think that anything
is real or absolute, and
if it is, she doesn't
know.

she said (with 'likes interspersed)
that how can one know
if their action is good or
bad? is right or
wrong?
is even an "action" in any
sense of affecting anything
at all? did this "action"
affect the course of
anything ‘in the grand scheme
of things’?

yes?
no?
how do we know?

while she said all of
this i absentmindedly
drank all of
my coffee, and
had to pee

she continued,

"If I say, for example,
'T.Ping this person's
home is a bad choice,'
how can I know that,
for sure?

How can I know that
T.Ping this person's
house will not cause
a heart-felt, epiphany-
ridden, realization
within the homeowner?

something about people
needing to look out for each
other?

huh?
how can i know?!

but if I say, for example,
'T.P-ing this person's
home is, like, a bad
choice.'

then i am just guessing,
it is 'like'.
it is relative.
it is not absolute."

------

I was wrong to have
said that, i thought.

then i went pee and felt
proven wrong.

proven like,
very, very,
wrong.







there is not a period in this poem ‘for a reason’

i am a worthless human being and everything i do is arbitrary

i am fucked no matter what

drunk bitchesssssssssssssssss

vodka 7s bitches

fuck jesus crhist like a twat

wet

everthing is so dumb and i am so dumb

the more i know the morer i know tht i know nothing

brandon gorrell is the onl person who seems to ‘get me’

feel sarcastic because of saying that

asshole = me

i talk to much i feel burt it doesnt mater because someone else taling is jus as dumb as me talking

feels true

seems like i justify stuff for ‘no reason’

every thing is for ‘no reason’

fuck me so hard so i can feel something

i need a blowjob

i need something

bitchessssssss

bitch bitch bitch bro bro bro bro bro btch tich bitch

stich my soul

itch my itch

dddddddddaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnn

damn damn damn damn dan dan dan erbach. dan mcmahon.

i want to kill myself then be reborn as someone who has a lot of sex and doesnt think a lot

seems sweet

fuck my life

fuck evberthing

i am going to go eat something

i am hungry

fuck fungjfjks

bitch

i was you

seemed fucked

i am me

still semeed fuck

dk is a sweet beast

word up

sweet

bye