Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

29 soon / leaving youth  §

Never know, never know
what’s the right thing-o
all ich can grok is that
es ist nur so
(und so)
la di da di da di da fukkin da hehe

alles was so easier,,,
when i had my copy of the encyclopedia of the future
i shouldna ever sold it
to buy that twelve pack of sapporo
on sale at the japanomart

but that’s what happens

leapdragon says:

There are those moments when you get the whatzit shit that you know is what you are and you just start to spew it out because usually you can’t be so honest because you’re in love and you want a job and you’re trying to wear a cool shirt for the people you might run into.


I’m having a strange fucking 2005, man. Strange. Like, strange. I don’t quite know what to do with it. I miss being an undergrad student at Utah. I miss the area studies part of Anthropology. I miss lots of things in general. I don’t know what I’m doing anywhere or with anything. People piss me off and hurt me, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m broken, because they’re broken, or because the question is broken.

Gin in the morning is cool.
Morning is your gin is not.

When I’m a professor, I’ll always buy martinis and I’ll always have an infinite number of minutes on my paid-up phone plan. Also, I’ll never buy gas in $1.19 increments and I’ll be a nicer, more generous person than I am now, because I’ll be able to afford it.

I’ve never given anyone the shirt off my back. But I have given them lots and lots of food and change. I wish I could get a hug from some of them now, I’m sure they’d empathize.

My grandfather knew all of this about me, knew all of this would happen. He also knew what would happen next, and what would happen at the end. Only he’s dead, so I can’t ask him.

Sonicfreefall says:

This is one of the best poems I have read in a long time…