Ah, the Confusion Blues.

I wrote this piece about 20 years ago.

Should I go to church tomorrow?

Maybe, maybe not.

Does she love me….. let’s not.

So what is bothering you Fee.

I got to get coffee.

All agitated. Adrenaline.

People are pissing me off.

And oh yeah I was gonna go repa a car (as psychiatry patient to psychiatry car this is not illegal).

< pause >.

Deed has been done.  22.49  . Two pretty big scratches on the red Ford.

Motherfuckers. Feel like calling them and telling them.

Fuck it I won’t.

So I’m gonna have to put this under ‘’prosa’’.

And my lady friend seems Christian.

Oh boy and the sensitive kind.