NYC Diary #17

MONDAY

8:09 a.m. Looking at the notes I took when I was on shrooms and LSD in Joshua Tree for my birthday. There’s over 13 pages. Some very bad. Some very weird. Some definitely going in Tripping in the USA, the long poem I’m writing.

One time I was in a cab with a writer I like and a writer I’m indifferent about.

This was at a writer’s conference in 2017 and all I remember is one of them saying “everything is political.” You can probably guess which one lol.

Mothers of America, let your kids read poems that aren’t political!

Not everything is political, sweetie. Sometimes getting your dick sucked is getting your dick sucked.

(I like Freud!)

And I do think Tripping in the USA is a bomb ass title.

Do you know what the responsibility of the poet is? To get drunk. To get laid. And to make what they want and explain nothing.

That’s the only politics I get behind.