a poem for charles

i'm in my van. i'm drinking a beer. i've been drinking every day for at least 284 days.

someone texted me recently,

"your blog is so raw and honest, it's brave to put yourself online like that"

and in my head i thought,

"it's not called bravery honey, it's called being conceited"

but instead i just responded with the blushing emoji

ateyhemwon