Is This Dust Really from the Titanic?

The cool thing about having a lot of artist friends
Is getting to see a lot of unreleased or unfinished work being tossed around casually
As if it was just another average part of their life
Since, obviously, for them, it is
At the same time, though, even though these artists will share this stuff with you freely
If you're, as they say, "in the know"
You get the feeling that they wouldn't want it to be seen this way to the larger audience they're creating for
As something that can be placed into the context of a life

2005 through 2010
Bad.jpeg, worse.jpeg
"Deg's Hot Summer Jams (NSFW)"
Like Icarus with dollar signs for S's
Car Seat Headrest, more guitar shit

The shitty thing about having artist friends
Is getting into the front seat of their car and having to rest your feet on
Fast food burger wrappers and empty Gatorade bottles
It's depressing to realize that these people that you've thought had a much better hold on life than you
Don't really have their shit together, at least, not in the normal sense
And if I'm being honest, it does kind of matter
Apparently, it's impossible to be an artist and not have puked-in car cup holders
I'm not excluding myself from this

Ibuprofen bottle, Ibuprofen box
Loose Ibuprofen capsules
Shorthand directions to Elmhurst, Minneapolis, Bozeman, Tiger Mountain
Great Clips receipt with coupon attached
I won't need my hair cut for months!



Credits
Writer(s): William James Barnes
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