Joel
1 min readJun 12, 2020

When your brain is on fire/too much sickness permeating the world/and you’re praying /atheisticly for an upheaval of change/you get overwhelmed/neurons fall-leaf alight/hate in your heart for evildoers/fantasizing how you would fix things/if you were the Silver fucking Surfer/or Dr. fucking Manhattan/you aren’t/you. can’t/what do you do/open a book/compose a Negroni/turn-up the Sonos/Goin Way Blues/numb yourself with/jazz/lit/and alcohol/

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Joel
Joel

Written by Joel

Dad, photographer, poet, intense conversationalist, entrepreneur, New Yorker, martinis, jazz lover.

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