Stanza '42.

It's war, you know?
Easy begin...
But so hard to end.
And neither of us
are getting out alive.
I don't want to be a soldier.

Stanza '76.

This is ridiculous.

Stanza '02.

Reality becomes obscene.
You can't tell what you've just seen.
Perry's got a grand.
And he's ready to make his last stand.
She and you makes two
and she's gonna leave you feeling blue.
I've been waiting.
You're not making any sense.
Call the shots (play by play).

Stanza '88.

Can I get back my lonely life?

Every little thing has got to be just right.
“The truth is, neither of us know where this relationship is headed.”
I’d build buildings for you.
One day, you’ll hear me cry,
which is why this love can’t stay.
But I like it now.






I’ve got a plan.

Stanza '59.

I don’t believe in education.
I don’t believe in women.
I don’t believe in murder.
I don’t believe in Waits.
I don’t believe in money.
I don’t believe in wars.
I don’t believe in opportunity.
I don’t believe in television.
I don’t believe in time.
I don’t believe in conservatism.
I don’t believe in technology.
I don’t believe in dynasties.
I don’t believe in summer.
I don’t believe in America.
I don’t believe in age.


“I just believe in me… and that reality.”


I don’t believe in numbers.
I don’t believe in McCartney.
I don’t believe in weapons.
I don’t believe in Churchill.
I don’t believe in hours.
I don’t believe in writing.
I don’t believe in sex.
I don’t believe in mountains.
I don’t believe in fate.
I don’t believe in books.
I don’t believe in grades.
I don’t believe in sleep.
I don’t believe in lawyers.
I don’t believe in fate.
I don’t believe in Jude.
I don’t believe in parents.

“The Dream is over.”


I don’t believe in rebirth.
I don’t believe in races.
I don’t believe in poetry.


“…yesterday.”



I don’t believe in Communism.
I don’t believe in Limbaugh.
I don’t believe in thieves.
I don’t believe in records.
I don’t believe in deadlines.
I don’t believe in Zimmerman.
I don’t believe in guns.
I don’t believe in magic.
I don’t believe in Locke.
I don’t believe in families.


“You’ll just have to carry on.”


I don’t believe in statistics.
I don’t believe in recessions.
I don’t believe in Faith.
I don’t believe in Thoreau.
I don’t believe in accidents.
I don’t believe in goodbyes.
I don’t believe in Kings.
I don’t believe in karma.
I don’t believe in pride.
I don’t believe in standards.
I don’t believe in gravity.
I don’t believe in chances.
I don’t believe in tomorrow.
I don’t believe in space.
I don’t believe in Ono.
I don’t believe in home.
I don’t believe in myself.
I don’t believe in contradictions.
I don’t believe in expectations.
I don’t believe in plans.
I don’t believe in dreams.
I don’t believe in Jordan.
I don't believe in chemistry.
I don’t believe in romance.
I don’t believe in Pepper.
I don’t believe in anarchy.
I don’t believe in dimensions.
I don’t believe in post-modernism.
I don’t believe in ghosts.
I don’t believe in parties.
I don’t believe in Steinbeck.
I don’t believe in futures.
I don’t believe in love.


“The Dream is over.”


I believe there’s meaning.
No, I believe there’s nothing.

Stanza '07.

Things have changed.
But is it
for better
or worse? (I can't tell)

Black and blue
meant for two.

I'm going to                                                       lose it.
If I have to come back here.
Is this a joke? Because it's not funny.
It's not your life, or your decision.
So don't.

Stanza '31 (Apologies to Kerouac)

I have a great memory. Ask me something and I'll probably remember it.
Reconstruction, pacing, noodles, a million different beach houses, "You're so last summer", road trips, fights, girls, mountians, ten years, mentors.
I remember it all.
I've always tried, sometimes succeeded.
Three real friends and one girl.
Lessons learned from Rushmore and Dylan.
Half of me believes, half of me doesn't.
You're gonna learnm alot from this.