Some Room to invent a design for Living



Excuses and justifications by
Richard A. White



Glen Ridge, New Jersey
April 19, 1993
Copyright 1993 Richard A. White
All Rights Reserved



I.

I invented god as an excuse for my
land.

I will kill you
your tribesmen
if you

subscribe to a different god

contest my land

if you
subscribe to a different god


which of course you do

i did not invent her





II

I cure d aids



how

i sucke d i t dry



i cured aids

how

i cared



i cured aids

how

i dont know



i did not cure aids


III.

I cured aids



how



i fucked six doctors

no it was Me

i fucked



three politicians





IV.

fuck if i dont make a livin
fuckin
someone



who needs fuckin
and has money to

fuck with





V.

A design for living

Nine (9) Steps


(1) learn the language

(2) guess y ou got tohave
something to say



(3) shut the fuck up



(4) see #3.




(5) make noise


(6) what do you know?

(7) shut the fuck up.

(8) say what you have to say

(9) by accident, make a
connection



VI.

(1) god is out of the picture



(2) everything you want is
bullshit

(3) you will die sooner than
you like



(4) what will you do before
you die?



(5) you die


VII.

Capital Punishment

you have no right to kill
but self defense



you could be my brother



but for our god

i need to kill you

but i cant


If I have a right to kill you
you can kill me

I dont want you to



I think ill stand on principle


VIII.

Every breath is a kiss


every kiss is a breath



every kiss is a game



every breath
is life or death


IX.

I cant believe

how much shit Ive taken



these years ive been here

*



I cant believe how little


i have to say



that i


would want to hear


X.



I invented my god


to kill her


XI.



I invented my god



so she would not kill me


XII.



you believe what you need to
believe



be cause





yu cannot be trusted


XIII.

yu belive what you believe


because you believe



you will get something out of it







XIV.



Make some sense of it

if you can







XV.



Can you make sense of
it all?

let yourself go


where do you go from here?



I was there

he killed her

trew her ot to da windo




you gotta find a point

to define yourself



she seems to b\e mine




she went out the windw

I got a wonder why







XVI.



Invent yourself

every day.







XVII.



I will not pray to

any god




just in case


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