Tonight I'm gonna off myself.

I think I'll slit my wrists.

No pills to pop.

No gun to shoot.

No rope for noose.

I'd do ninety on the highway with my lights turned off.

I'd smash into the barrier

Except my Mama needs the car.

I'd bury myself alive or smash in my fucking skull.

Except no one to man the shovel.

Tonight I'm gonna off myself.

I need to slit my wrists.

Can't do it in the bathroom.

Can't let Mama see me like that.

Can't do it on this land.

The coyotes will eat me up.

I'll take a walk.

When it gets dark.

And slit my fucking wrists.

My book

Position

and

Place

Will have to go unfinished.

Cos I'm too damn tired to keep going...

Eternal GoodNight.